grease is the word

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The snap of something distinctly wooden called to her, attention stolen in a split second. Celestial crown snapped around to the source of the noise, a threat painted upon her face by reflex. This was a strange place, full of dangerous possibilities. Size and strength were key here. Audits were flat, hackles up, inky lips peeled back from ivory fangs. Pale amethyst gaze would rest upon a fellow giant, and their eyes would lock quickly. Cranium would rise above her shoulders, facade of danger never dropping. Slowly would her powerful form turn, facing the stranger. She was a strange creature indeed, looking like something that crawled from the fiery core of the earth. The opposite of me. She mused, looking the other over. She stalked closer, each immense paw landing precisely upon the cool stone underfoot. Optics would flicker over the frame of the stranger, taking stock of their pose. There was no threat in the female's stance, though wariness was evident. The cosmic titan would halt just a few paces from the other, drawing herself up straight.

"Može li da vi pomognam?" She drawled warily, eyes narrowing in scrutiny of the other. Galactic banner would whip to and fro behind her, curled over her hips. She was a strong creature, and with another of her size, it was only smart to act as confident as possible. Showing any semblance of weakness would or could mean her death. The branch beneath the paw of the veined goliath was taken into account, lips would slide back over her teeth, dominant posture remaining. Was this someone sent to bring her and her brother back, so they might be properly sacrificed before the sacred altar? Or simply one sent to kill them and let that be it, sufficient to please the gods. Either way, this knowledge must be acquired quickly, so she could find a course of action. It was her job to protect her brother, and little Ria. Her job, and hers alone. She wouldn't falter from that course.