Northstar Vale galdra

Her demand was met without resistance. Having not meant to stalk the shadows with deception, the silver cloaked man drifted forward, his muzzle canted lightly as if he could pacify her concerns. “Sorry,” he offered instantly, his tail curling lightly in the air as he took her in. His eyes taking in her own mismatched gaze with slight intrigue.

“I was awkwardly trying to decide if you wanted company or not.”