Dragoncrest Cliffs The Weak are Curel

The quick tilt of her head signalled that Shalon had indeed heard the young male, "No I suppose you aren't." She smiled, a genuine smile that for a moment drove away the sadness in her thoughts. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Bobbin." The smile still tugged at her maw, as she thought his presence over.

She cleared her throat, obviously coming to a conclusion, "I am not going to treat you as a child." Shalon told it to him straight, prefering to tell him upfront. "There doesn't seem to be a point, considering you'll almost be an adult yourself. How old are you?" She could tell that he wasn't yet a year old, however she figured he should learn. Vaguely Shalon wondered who his parents were and if they would appreciate her statement of not.