âHa ha hey! That tickles kinda! You donât gotta be sorry, I like when people think my horns are cool enough to touch! Theyâre totally cool right? I sharpen em every two months and polish them every other Thursday!â
âAs for who I am, iâm Big Bull! Nice to meet ya sister! I really dig those claws of yours! I bet they come in handy during any sorta fight, awesome, hey hey hey! That is something I can get behind!â
Big Bull guffawed and put his hands on his hips, taking a haughty stance, this big city sure did have a lot of people who seemed to be interested in him. Those Evil Kings certainly picked the cream of the crop when it comes to these here cityfolk.
âYou... Sharpen them..?â
Harbour Princess found both her softly glowing eyes meeting to stare up at her horn, or at least, what she could see of it. From this angle, that was basically the first glowing ring. Such a process had never even occurred to her. It did stay quite smooth though... Absent mindedly, one of her claws touched against the dark protrusion, before her eyes refocused on the hands themselves, and finally on him.
âThey call me... Harbour Princess...â
âI have never considered... Their use for war... I do my battle... Typically from a great distance... It is... Better that way...â












