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Her breath held within her chest for a fleeting moment as the titan prowled toward her—a large man of certain presence that still somehow moved with grace despite his size. He was next to her within moments, her slender form still as his nose pressed to her fur, exploring her in a manner she would only allow a wolf of Diaspora to do.
 
His tail lifted behind him in the fashion of a proud banner, and while her form was stiff, her lip curling upward in careful warning despite her acceptance of his invasion, she accepted his rank, and tentatively, as his inspection of her would come to a close, she would turn her defined muzzle to nose at his cheek. Exotic eyes of emerald grazed over him as her own tail began an impish sway, and as close as she was against his form for their introduction, she took a pace away now, her muzzle tilting coquettishly to him, testing his reaction.