9/22/2025, 9:20 PM
oh i adore him...
Heat reaches her cheeks at his curious exploration of her side; his nose is cold and frigid, and still she preens! As she is nothing if not a young woman easily swayed by roguish charm...
Her laughter is a gentle thing, no louder than snow-drift, but it is freely given as she rounded to meet the man face to face. With her tail flagging, she searches his face with open curiosity. It's the same curiosity she wishes not only know him, but other Lanzadoii that must storm across these plains.
With a tilt to her head, her smile returned.
Heat reaches her cheeks at his curious exploration of her side; his nose is cold and frigid, and still she preens! As she is nothing if not a young woman easily swayed by roguish charm...
Her laughter is a gentle thing, no louder than snow-drift, but it is freely given as she rounded to meet the man face to face. With her tail flagging, she searches his face with open curiosity. It's the same curiosity she wishes not only know him, but other Lanzadoii that must storm across these plains.
You are a cheeky man, lone-hunter.She mused, eyes alight with mirth. When he inquired about her band, she shook her head.
I hunt alone, too. My people are back along the coast, eastwards. I search for new Lanzadoii, now.
With a tilt to her head, her smile returned.
Does lone-hunter have a name?She teased.
"common" • "lanzadoii"