Blacktail Deer Plateau Progulka bez strakha «Walk with No Fear»

Her cold eyes had probbed and prodded his form, and every tuff the gaze touched, made him want to shake it off. He allowed her analysis, having only internal things to hide, not external. And that was something that required skill to understand.

This girl kept the battle between words living, when he wished to put the conversation out of its misery.

" Oh, so you are going to play the 'I asked you first' card, are you?"

The man stood, and slowly took the 3 steps it was to be chest to chest, and he lowered his large crown regally, nearly placing it on her smaller, and darker one, but keeping their furs untouching.

Vector's voice lowered, so that any surrounding sounds would seem unfocused to the girl, a trick he had learned from spending his years in a land where loud and constant windblowing had masked the sounds of prey. His russian lilt was tuned one in one with his words, as he spoke softly to her, gentle words.

"I would like more to know your name, than to follow the original plan of devouring the insides of an unnamed girl."

His emerald eyes found their way to her aquamarine topazes, and he desired to hold her captive, by eye contact, alone.