Blackfoot Forest The Strangest Thing

Jaw setting firm, Theoxaris watched as her manner furthered; submissive and lacking any challenge. She was playing her part to not piss him off, he guessed. A strange man his size compared to her? Not at all an even match. But then, perhaps unlike others, he had no intention of harming her.

Offering a sense of both assurance and sincerity, the pale beast took a few paces backward, head falling slightly to lessen his height. She had no reason to fear him. Or more-so, he wouldn't give her one. Not unless she dared ask for it. And with how she presently behaved, he didn't render this to be the case.