Hoshor Plains stick your fingers up your partner's nose

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the man called to her and vuk's ears folded nervously, but she drew near all the same. "hello," she breathed timidly. her eyes swept his strong frame and she wondered what he had meant by 'ahoy,' outside of a greeting. the patchwork wolfess did not offer her name, not yet, but turned her turquoise eyes upon the distant peaks, wondering what the man saw in them. "it is a n-nice day," vuk murmured again, rather lamely, in the interest of making small talk.
it fell rather flat, she felt.[/tr][/td][/table]