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Her excitement was felt with each passing moment; it sparked the air and created an almost contagious happiness within. He was glad for her and smiled easily to show it, "So what do we do now?" Incisors scrapped his pelt with friendly fondness and overwhelming excitement. She was like his son, so ‘innocently curious and full of life’. Turning skull to regard the youthful creature kindly he formed words to address yet another million dollar question that requested answer, “We get you settled in,” the Throat was going to suit her tastes by favored response. His home could be very beautiful for those that chose to look past rolls of sand and rock. All that remained was her choice of position and final acceptance from their Sultana, “Have you any particular callings, for battle or healing?” he mused curiously whilst picking gait up and leading her to the oasis. One quick glance covered her coal colored physique; she appeared sturdy, but soft and childlike. Politely he looked forward again and waited for response. Aisha could meet, Kri, his herd leader later, there was always time for formal meetings so he wasn’t strongly worried about requesting a presence that could be overwhelmed with frostfall duties. |
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