The young male thanked him for his compliment and Valentine took his friendly reaction as a signal for him to shorten the space between them to make speaking easier. He sought to close the distance to a generous ten feet which would hopefully make conversation a bit more comfortable but allow enough space so that the red guy didn't feel threatened by his presence. The King had no interest in his kill; the yearling's own peculiarities were what had drawn him in.
Movement drew Valentine's gaze away from the yearling. A small cat slunk forward, pausing once to eye him, and then darted towards the red guy where it took up residence behind his paws. The King's brow rose in a question, but before he could comment on it the stranger introduced himself and the cat, and in doing so answered the question he'd been ready to voice. Friends, eh? How odd. The peculiarities just kept coming. "It's nice to meet you Regulus, Cinder." Each name was said with a polite dip of his head and a search for eye contact. "My name is Valentine Imperialis."
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NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.
