Noctisardor Bypass Heavenly storehouses laden with snow

John was in shock, jaw dropping shock, who and what was this swearing, bullish creature? He stepped back a couple steps, his head held high, “I beg your pardon!” He remarked at her choice of words, “Who are you, and why are you here?“ If there was anything on this earth that John had no mercy for, it was swearing. He tried to think, what would be a good and rational way to address this situation. He also wondered what Heda would think, a trespasser within their carefully marked perimeters. 

He would give this creature a chance to explain themselves, if they had a good reason, perhaps he could look past the words.