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oreron and owsla Hall

Oreron gave a deep laugh as he heard the reaction at the Tyrant Neco received his rude awakening. He knew that feeling of having his daughter tackle him awake in the morning hours. For them it was for practical reasons, to wake each other up quickly so they could move on before those that would seek to harm them found them. He sighed, now closing the hollogram and giving a hard but gentile pat on the head of the canine. "Seems like your master is preoccupied with the girls. How about wee get you some food, no?" He said before standding on all fours. He stalked to the kitchen, his gait liking more wolfish than a Neco who was trying to mimic an animal. In essence, he was an animal.

He followed the scent of deer meat and water boiling on the stove, noticing the stew being his daughter's handy work. As much as he wanted to dunk his head into the hot pot, the burns that he would receive and fact there was a new male in in the cabin. One that he didn't notice before or had broken in. Natural instinct kicked in and so did his restraint as he put his hands on the table. Claws digging into the wood before. "I've never seen you in the wastes or in this glen before. You name and business here?" He said slowly and with a snarl in his voice. Very willing and ready to start a fight if needed.

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Owsla laughed as she feel the floor, the reddness of his face making it harder to stop laughing. "It's just skin and meat Ace, chill!" She spattered as she collected herself and trotted off. She never had a problem with nudity before, feeling quite comfortable in her own skin and with her own body. She often walked around happily in not only her armor but what ever clothing she wore. It was the sort of thing that confused her when other people started a fit about.

She slipped into her armor quickly before trotting into the kitchen to find her father looming a purple haited man that looked around her father's age. "You may want to make yourself look more like Ace and less of a threat. He'll rip your spine out of your back if you don't." She said, point blank assuming that the man knew who he was before walking around the kitchen in intent.