Broken Antler Fen this is not the sound of a new man

he was a giant.

she was not sure she had ever seen anyone this tall. cut of muscle with a thickness. his eyes a sharp hawkgaze and she felt herself nearly quiver under it.

this wasn't tavina at all. not even close to it.

even his voice felt as heavy and piercing as his gaze. he would be a good saint, she thought. the difference in them proved as much. she swallowed the panic in her throat, politely took a few steps back. her tail sought refuge between her legs even.

no. no you're not. she agreed solemnly.

sorry. i — you looked so much like —

she was fumbling over her words, and her steps.