07-07-2022, 08:39 PM
He’s no intention of coming any closer, so while he does glance at the pointed tip of the stranger’s horn, it is with polite curiosity. Her range is impressive, Malik thinks, his own pointed tines lack such span. Her inspection hadn’t gone unnoticed, but rather than return the favor, he instead has watched her face for a reaction. Only now does he inspect the horn, pointed directly at his chest, but given the distrust he’d seen in her brown eyes he’s not at all surprised.
The dappled woman asks if he is always so friendly, and though she might not have meant it in jest he huffs out a genuinely amused breath anyway. He does so as he takes a single - long - step away, just to make it more clear he’s no intention of lunging forward to attack her at the water’s edge.
“Only when I want something,” he answers as he does, the amusement clear in his voice, though he carefully schools his expression back to the same polite interest with which he’d been regarding her horn after a moment. “I’m looking for someone, and was hoping you might have seen seen her.” Rather than continue as he might have, Malik pauses, waiting to see how the unicorn responds before he elaborates.
There is risk in approaching strangers, but not enough to deter him. He is a warrior of Hyaline after all, a descendent of the Pack that once ruled the craggy peaks. A trained warrior, though still lacking the plethora of scars worn by the truly seasoned. Today though, he is simply Malik, who is looking for his sister and hopeful this horned stranger might have seen her.
@Famkea
The dappled woman asks if he is always so friendly, and though she might not have meant it in jest he huffs out a genuinely amused breath anyway. He does so as he takes a single - long - step away, just to make it more clear he’s no intention of lunging forward to attack her at the water’s edge.
“Only when I want something,” he answers as he does, the amusement clear in his voice, though he carefully schools his expression back to the same polite interest with which he’d been regarding her horn after a moment. “I’m looking for someone, and was hoping you might have seen seen her.” Rather than continue as he might have, Malik pauses, waiting to see how the unicorn responds before he elaborates.
There is risk in approaching strangers, but not enough to deter him. He is a warrior of Hyaline after all, a descendent of the Pack that once ruled the craggy peaks. A trained warrior, though still lacking the plethora of scars worn by the truly seasoned. Today though, he is simply Malik, who is looking for his sister and hopeful this horned stranger might have seen her.
@Famkea