Heights or falling from heights had never been a fear of his. The only things that scared him quite a bit were rapids and floods. He didn't like water...apparently. Except, she was right. Falling now would mean falling to his death, whether he landed right side up or upside down. Ixionn backed up a bit, his ears flicking back. He wanted to tell her not to worry about him...but his thoughts were cut off, when she slid in front of him and called him handsome, while explaining that her name was Limno and she came from Abaven. Huh...why didn't he notice earlier? She must smell like Bass or Quelt or someone from Abaven! Ixionn sat back on his haunches and stared down at her, lifting a brow.
He hoped she wasn't trying to flirt with him...flirting wasn't a talent of his, seriously. He'd probably chase this young lady away if he even tried to respond to her compliment. So he swallowed and smiled nervously. "My name is Ixionn Walker. I'm from Sonticus, and I'm just exploring a bit." He breathed, his tail swaying gently at his heels. "Abaven used to be my home, but I left to accompany my father, Quelt. He came back here though. Perhaps you know him?" She may have met him once or twice, maybe even seen him at a meeting or something...
