Nova Peak frostfall

He is not a man who likes games, but he is also simple.  He does not realize that to break the silence between them would offer the girl a sense of self-satisfaction.  Perhaps he never will.  She moves with graceful yet arrogant confidence towards his massive, lumbering form.  Stiff-legged he closes another yard or two and extends thick neck in her direction, head cocked at an angle so that the leathers of his nose might work out an origin.