Take a breath, I'll be here every step

Feral walked through the mountains and kept his eyes focused on the fae near him. A sigh escaped his vocals and approached, a small smile on his face and approached, "What is a femme like yourself out here?" He asked with a somewhat kind heart. He tried to be nice to faes, but it was males whom he did not appreciate the most. He came out of the shadows and approached behind her, but bowed his head respectfully to her. "My name is Feral, and yourself?" He asked her with the still kind heart he had spoken with, he would very rarely speak with it, but he did like the way this femme was, and he would not try to hurt her like the way others would.