i have absolutely no clue

A lull in entertainment brought the young Fatalis out into the Warrens, where he happened upon an unfamiliar scent. There were hints of his father's scent underlying the feminine scent trail, but not very much. A new recruit? Curiosity bade him follow along, hoping for someone to talk to while he took a break from crafting for the afternoon. It took a little while to reach the source of the scent trail, a dark coloured fae who seemed to be hugging the edges of the tunnels. While it was a familiar habit, one the dun coloured boy had picked up himself- he did this out of necessity, being built like a freight train meant that he needed to be aware of how much room he left for others to pass him by. This petite female seemed to be doing this out of fear, her flanks nearly scraping the cool stone with each step.

"Are you lost, miss?" he rumbled quietly, deep baritones echoing off the walls of the tunnel even though he tried to keep them measured. Cringing a little at his own volume, he lowered his head between his shoulders, tipping it to the side so he could meet her eyes from a lower angle. He knew he was big and bulky and sharp looking, and she seemed anxious enough already. "I can help you find where you're going, if you want." he added with a lopsided smile, plush tail waving lightly against his hocks. It was only right, to make sure she wasn't left wandering around in circles for hours.