Duskfire Glacier I'll Stay Me

Adlartok listened ot her and he dipped his muzzle. He wasn't sure how the others his age acted, having not been around many himself. Other than his uncle, and him. ANd they were both far younger than they acted. Perhaps it was a flaw in his design, but it was the way of things. It was how he was. Thank you.

Arlartok looked at her as she asked him about a nickname. His uncle called him Artok, and he tried to answer her he did. But the words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't so he just said the first thing that came to his mind. Not really, but if you really want just call me Tok or Ad. he grew quiet then and simply waited.

Adlartok gave her an ornery grin and nodded Okay Soot I promise ma'm. he said the last part with a teasing glint in his eyes and a shit eating grin on his face. He shook his head swiftly though, But really I promise not to call you ma'm or miss again.