Mortis gave a wry chuckle at that, feeling heat take to his cheeks. “I wouldn’t go that far” He cautioned her. “It was a small thing, really” She would have felt the heat once she put her face close enough, and that likely would have warned her. Besides, one lick, while unpleasant, wouldn’t have caused her great harm.
“I’m Mortis Fatalis” He introduced himself at her request. He spread his wings and bowed his head in an overly-formal greeting. Responding to her theatrics of calling him a hero. “And can I know yours?” He asked in return, pausing, and then continuing. “I know this territory pretty well. If you like, I could show you where drinkable water is?”
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