[open] Are you lost enough?

[Imke]

The sound of snow under hoof alerted the mare that someone was approaching and caused her to cease her search for sustenance. She turned her elegantly carved head toward the new comer, and did her best to hide her surprise. Despite being a unique figure herself she was not prepared for the scaled behemoth who stopped a respectful distance from her flank. His words were cordial enough, if a little cocky in a callow sort of way.
"Hold on there, half-pint, offering me a meal before I even know your name. I think you're getting ahead of yourself here." Imke responded, her dulcet tone was amused, despite her words being an admonishment. The fae portrayed a coquettish smile to match her tone. She did not want to let on just how empty her stomach felt at the moment - didn't wan to show weakness.
"I am Imke, formerly of Tephra I suppose. And you are?"
Her dark eyes were naturally drawn to the opalescent quality of his scale; the way the light shifted as the branches of the above trees interrupted it's bath to his body played a magical game with the coloring. She chose to ignore his mud covered aspects, she was aware tat not all spent as much time grooming and trying to look presentable as she did.
"Do you live around here?" She asked, openly curious. Did he simply know the best places in the forest to find food or was he hinting at something more?

Imke

Carved from marble, smoother than the storm

OOC: I interpret your post that Ivar is literally covered in dragon scales yeah? :O