Neverwinter Forest Monza

Dwin had not seen the man coming, therefore his greeting came as a surprise. She jumped, she bristled and eyed the stranger distrustfully, until his words sank in and his body-language assured that he meant no harm for now and was simply curious for the newcomer in the area. He was a good-looking man: tall, well-built, he radiated calm confidence and his eyes were in the flaming colours of the sunset. Unlike the embarrassing encounter with Andr, this time her rationality had an iron grip on, what was a favourable first impression of a man. This happened very rarely. 

"Greetings to the fellow traveller," she returned with a polite dip of her muzzle, her gaze never leaving his face. She also took a step back, wishing to keep the distance between them comfortable for her. "Depends on many things. Do you consider yourself as good company?" she asked, tilting her head to the side and offering him a charming smile.