Neverwinter Forest For the LOVE of – Okay

Tonravik did not respond to his initial words, though did give him a look that seemed to suggest that she would be the judge of that if it came to it. Which, it wouldn't... not eating him, in any case. "Ton-ra-vik," she responds slowly, enunciating her name so he would not butcher it. Toni. No. She was not a woman who appreciated abbreviations. He'd surely be eaten if he referred to her as Toni, and she idly licked her chops... 

"Apparently I'm Iqniq". Tonravik enjoyed him. He took his new name in stride. She agrees with him, nodding, yes, you are Iqniq. They move along, and his words were met with a sharp look. Best to inform him now. "Breeding without consent results in castration. Whatever may be yielded by it is killed," Tonravik hummed, surely to heighten his arousal with such grand news. She herself had not yet come into heat; but the opportunity, in time, would present itself.