The gun to my holster

She would not be alone for long. His voice would fill her ears, pulling her gaze towards him. A faint smile would lift her lips, a brief chuckle filling the space between them. He was only slightly taller than herself, rarely did she meet another who was taller than herself, and another boy at that. "Basanti Sovari, and unfortunately I can say the same." She would tip her crown in a similar manner, finding the coloring on his pelt to moderately more interesting that what she normally say. He was mostly ivory, from his nose to his rump, though his underside was dark, a rich charcoal color that matched her out. "And what brings you out here? Aside from finding a fellow giant?" A brow would quirk as she copied his choice of word to describe them both. Giants. She had never thought of herself in such a way, though it was true, she towered above many, only finding a few that were as tall, if not taller.

"Burn Baby Burn"