Hoshor Plains Shadows Whisper An Angel's Prayer

Azzaro felt the woman's stare on him but did not squirm under it, he was a man, a man full grown and he would not crumble under a female's gaze. He had his father's looks, he knew and since Drakhavo had been declared as quite a striking figure, he knew his looks had probably captured the brown agouti's female attention. He concealed an amused, sly smile to sought to climb up his features, keeping his stoic mask in place as she replied, stating her name was Kivi.

The warrior trotted forward, ivory eyes fixed on the Bison as he half growled, half barked at them, they were turning around but like Kivi, he would not leave until he was sure they were safely back to the main herd. "Svabol else ornla si qe?" Azzaro said with a tilt of his head and an amused gleam in his white eyes.