Silverlight Terrace And the wolf whispers back, 'I am the storm.'

They both turned around. He nodded to each in turn with a warm smile, listening to their introductions. Akazia and Jaida. Zaavier mouthed the names silently as if tasting them upon his tongue. They were nice names.. beautiful. "Hello Akazia, Jaida." He spoke softly, meeting both girls' gaze. "I'm Zaavier." 

She sent him a harsh glance, and someway, somehow, he immediately recieved the message. She must've been treated harshly beforehand, and the enormous brute completely understood. He stepped forward, a tiny step as to not seem threatening. "I mean no thread," he added, ears pricked in interest. Akazia offered him part of the raccoon, and he shook his head in denial. "I wasn't the raccoon per say, more of it's cries that drew me over. Some wolf was attacking it, and I wanted to meet whoever it was. Luckily for me, I came across you lovely ladies," He gave Akazia a wink to let her know he was joking, plonking himself down on his rump. "I'd rather save that raccoon for you two, you need it." 

He let them eat, and possibly finish their meal before speaking again. "So what brings you around these parts?"