all my devotion betrayed

*Qanik* · 05-13-2014, 05:38 PM

Qanik was a little taken aback by the sudden, patently-false innocence the stranger displayed, his strange vocal patterns forming the beginnings of what was quite likely a bad pickup line. Mostly she was taken aback by the very fact that he was wasting a perfectly terrible pickup line on her, twice his age and far from the most elegant of females.

She flinched away as she was sprayed with water droplets - uncomfortably cold even when it was just drops. The male's forthright grumble drew from her an unexpected laugh, as low and rough as her speaking voice. "Where I come from, it is said to get so cold in the winter that even the fish grow fur to stay warm," she told him, neatly sidestepping the awkward proposition. She cocked her head to the side, a faint smile still playing over her square muzzle. "What is your name, stranger? I am Qanik." She offered her own name first, hoping to entice his from him so she knew what to call him, even if it was just in her own head.

Speech,

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