Blackfeather Woods kid hang over here, what're you learning in school?

Iliksis was aware his proximity presented certain discomfort. one need not be an altruist to gauge from the rise of Relmyna's gums the readiness in which her teeth employed. he did not wish to test the surety of her aim, nor the precociousness of her fangs.

satisfied with his inspection  (yet no less curious ) Iliksis gave Relmyna her space, though for a while his gaze studied the rise and fall of her chest. wordlessly he stepped back far enough that several meters spanned between them, and like a cat curled twice around in the snow and settled deep, his gaze now holding her scarred muzzle in his vision.