Luneshale Pass another odyssey

Samirseti’s smirk deepened, his golden eyes glinting as he took a measured step closer. “Samirseti,” he said simply, his voice smooth and deliberate. “That is my name, for those who care to ask.”

He let the words settle, studying her with quiet interest. There was something in the sharpness of her gaze, the subtle shift in her stance, that intrigued him more than her teasing words.

She was guarded, yes, but there was an edge of curiosity there, and he wasn’t one to ignore an open door—no matter how narrow.

“And you are?” he asked, his tone steady, neither demanding nor overly casual. His tail flicked idly behind him as he watched her, the faintest hint of a smile tugging at his lips.