Rough & Tough...NOT!

Otaktay had wandered for what seemed like centuries. The old man, well, at least he thought he was old, continued onward, his dual colored eyes of maroon and a darker tone of blue walked everso quietly into the cavern. This land echoed every noise that his paws made, from the soft shuffling of his paw pads to the clicking of his ebony claws. His nose flared in interest. There happened to be someone whom he had not happened to meet before.

He walked calmly over to their destination, happening to stop as he met this dame with a mix of brown, black, and white. He was not sure who she was, but, her appearance was definitely something that he did not know excited, just sheer beauty. The man smiled gently and bowed his head respectfully, the white native markings that he was born with shone bright from the specks of light that shone throughout the cavern.

"It is nice to meet a dame such as yourself." He spoke, his voice deep and sincere, "My name is Otaktay, and may I have the honor of knowing your name?" He asked, a smile still upon his maw as his eyes narrowed ever so slightly, but enough to show kindness and yet curiosity.