Bearclaw Valley icewo[m]an

A jaw spar ensued, their clicking teeth causing her head to ring pleasantly. The familiar din of this was all the more comforting to Ikkalrok. She was the stranger in a strange place, here. But none of that was alarming to her; Ikkalrok would push herself into the assemblage here soon enough. All that mattered now, though, seemed to be this. Her search had ended and resulted in Revui; her head continued to ring, and Ikkalrok parried with her open jaws and pressed forward to instigate him to move backward. Her tail waved, too; the scent she exuded flung left, right... the wind carried it in a gust, but it seemed to carry her too as she surged forward again with a playful rumble, now reaching for an ear (albeit without real effort or intent, and, should her fangs catch hold of anything, they would be incredibly gentle in their grip).