Fight Like Your Gods and Monsters
With confidence, the ebony female emerged from her shaded standing position and approached him without fear. She returned the smirk across her features before mimicking his seated frame. It was a silly way to commence the meeting with an apology over nothing, and so he sought to correct that.
"There's no need to apologize." The man assured softly, turning his skull to absorb her appearance within his charming gaze. He wanted to send the message across to her that he was doing nothing of such importance, unless sitting was deemed so. A snort escaped from his crevices, followed by such words. "There was nothing to intrude on."
However, now that this encounter had begun to shape into a conversation worthy of such value, he hoped none of his family would barge into the scene. So far this meeting seemed pleasant, a different taste compared to his usual familial interactions. Perhaps he needed to stray from his home more often, judging by the wolves he can come across.
"I am quite new here myself, seeing as I've recently arrived with family." They seemed to have something in common. Being absorbed with his natural fascination with the world around him, he wanted to know if she had the chance to explore or where she had travelled (if travelling was her style). Eventually these inquiries would be asked, but not all at once. "What do you think of these lands so far?"
The name she had given him would be repeated over and over in the walls of his mind, carefully stored within his thoughts. It was one he hoped not to foolishly forget, but with such a lovely match between a name and appearance, how could he? |