Coconut Grove quam serena

leviathan indeed -- it was a deep fear that flared in eshamun's breast at the sight of the man who drew near, a hulking brute of darkness and shadow, his markings going all but unnoticed by the ekar-aji. she drew herself up to the slightness of her full height and lifted her chin, though the deference of her gravid body was clear. her eyes, they followed the man and she drew quiet breaths, seeking to steel herself beneath his inspection.

eshamun said nothing - -she would not speak until she was bid -- but a small smile curved her lips into a friendly bow, and she reached out the red flame of her muzzle toward the man, seeking to take her scent and offer her own in return.