@floodtides !
‘ you’re gonna want to let it sniff you first. ’ she holds out her own hand in demonstration, dax the orbak bumps its muzzle against her palm and grunts like an engine in bad need of an oil change (it’s fine though, nothing to worry about, that’s how they sound on a good day).
‘ a little common courtesy, right? a thanks for not getting knocked onto your ass, you get it. ’
she waves jessie closer, eyes bright, completely failing to see how she might be asking anything daunting of her. either jannah’s been desensitized to how imposing the tusks look up close, or she’s assuming her company’s blasé attitude runs deep, or both.












