Sleep was much needed, but it was halted, rather abruptly with a sharp, traveling pain against his side. What was this. Yngve was awoken then, ears would regain full working order before movement of the brute was allowed. He heard a voice hope that no one had seen what had just happened. So this one had tripped over him, mistaken him for a log. Well wasn't this surprising. Eyes would open to get a view of the tripped one, spotting a bright white pelted doe before him, regaining her composure. She was a pretty lass, and a unique one. A rare beauty, claimed by the albinism.

The Elk Father, or the 'stump' the doe tripped over, would get up then, his giant frame rumbling. Head would lift, to be craned toward the doe, and soon the elk beast was lurching forward, bringing himself to stand before her, whilst she was turned away from him. "Are you alright my dear?" He would ask, a gruff, masculine voice would echo towards the unknowing deer. Hopefully he wouldn't scare her with his sudden appearance.

[Nevé is super cute]

Once his voice was heard, he watched the doe seize up, taken by fear of the unknown and sudden voice behind her. She slowly turned toward him, and laid eyes upon the massive maned elk. His appearance was intimidating yes, for he was probably big enough to squash her like a bug. Pardon the imagery. So he was used to the frightened reactions. Plus while he did command attention with his giant appearance, and unique one at that, Yngve was a silent beast. A quiet and solitary brute, and somehow is just there, without warning or notice. It is a creepy side of him which is completely unintentional.

The white doe's sweet voice escaped once more, an answer to his question, and nodded his head just a little, a pleased gesture. "That is good to hear." Soon after she realized it was him she tripped over, and she proceeded to apologize frantically. The Elk Father could only chuckle and shake his head, "No, No. It is no trouble Miss." he said, trying to reassure her. He was not at all upset about her tripping over him, nor was he upset about her waking him. He had slept long enough. So it was all good, and it would be all good either way. Brute had a rather high tolerance level. It took quite a lot to anger him.

"Well I accept your apologizes Miss, but it is no trouble. It happens, and while I would not like it to happen again, for I fear for your safety. . .or anyone's safety, should you trip over me." The Elk Father was one to put others before himself, it was a habit, but one he wasn't ashamed of really.

"My Name is Yngve." He would begin, pulling the topic to a more polite route for the moment, with and exchange in names, "And What might Your name be?" He would finish with, and patiently await the reply.

[Oh thank you too! :3]

[Alrighty Goodnight! ]

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place for next post <3

As he observed the white doe's demeanor, he noticed that she was calming to the sight of him. This made him happy, fur he did not like to be the one that everyone feared, save for the small lot of brutes who had earned his warranting fear in them. Yngve, while he did have a large tolerance level, would not stand for the ones who recklessly charged about, boasting their skills, or meaning to cause harm. That right there was a bit of a weak spot. In all this he was happier to see those who do not need to fear him, or the kind souls that do not fear him. This lady before him was a kind soul, and he was happy to see that she was warming to him.

Forced laughter came from the lass, trying to glaze over bits of fear and embarrassment even. Then she would explain herself some more. The Elk Father would smile, a warm, forgiving smile to the albino as she told him that she appreciated him accepting her apology. When she told him about her poor eyesight, he frowned for a second, wondering then how that must be. His voice would betray him, as he said, "Poor eyesight? I can't imagine what that is like." In hushed tones even, but his voice sounded, and he realized that. Drawing his head back, and lowering his ears he would apologize, "I'm sorry. . .I hadn't meant to bring up your eyesight." It might have not been a touchy subject for her, but he had it in his mind that it might be, and felt ashamed really, for speaking about it.

To draw the attention from what he had said, he would ask for her name, first he would introduce himself. Then he heard the lady's answer, her voice more even with how at ease she was becoming around him. He smiled once more, letting his head be lowered, and chest follow suit, into a bow. He tended to be formal with that sort of thing. "It's a pleasure to meet you too, Nevé." He would say, then lift himself back up, then chuckle at the rest of her words. "Yes could have been better, but not nearly as fun." He would admit.

"So Nevé, where were you headed, the led you to be in such a rush? Or were you just out for a little run, I should say." He asked, curious now, but also trying to further their conversation. Ynve was enjoying the company, and enjoying Nevé's company even more so. She was beautiful, and also a kind lass. Funny too, and he liked that. [blah]

[That's alright x3 Sorry I didn't post yesterday, my computer had been overthrown by my sister for the day.]

Awh! How nice. <3 Thank you!

And goodnight to you as well! I'll be posting in the morning. ^^

Her story brought about some thing of pity in the beast. Of course she made it clear that she didn't mind anymore, and surely didn't need anyone to pity her. So he would drop whatever feelings of pity, or akin to pity. He would then focus on clearing his name for any wrong doing he may have done for asking such questions, only an action by the white lady warranted an abrupt halt to that endeavor, and brought about a startled expression. She had pressed her small nose into his shoulder, bringing the cold to that spot. He would arc his neck to bring his sight upon the doe, watching in stunned silence.

This gesture was oddly comforting, as if she meant to soothe a troubled mind with that fleeting touch, and the tender smile that came after she withdrew herself from him. That comforting gesture and the warm smile worked. It put away his worried suspicions and eventually soothed his startled expression into a warm and thankful smile. He was indeed thankful and it even was voiced in a soft utterance of, "Thank you..."

After a moment to bathe in the comforting moment shared, a solemn beast returned and he assumed a position of greeting, the bowed crown. Lass did the same, lowering her torso as he did. When he lifted himself back up, he watched as she did the same, and responded to his words. The doe made a joke to his words of her stumbling being fun, and he found himself flustered, embarrassed almost by the stupidity in them. He should have chosen them more wisely! Alas that had not been the case, and apologies and explanations quickly flew from the mouth of the beast. "My apologies. I hadn't meant that, I meant to say it was an interested entrance. Not meant to prompt you to stumble every meeting or anything!" He blurted out in a rather uncharacteristic manner. Normally he was sure of his words, sure of his actions and unashamed of them. These words he found himself ashamed with. He hadn't meant to mean that her falling was fun! Yngve was trying to provide humor to his words. Of course in return she had commented on that and attempted a joke of her own, so he was sure she wasn't appalled at his words, but he couldn't help the apologies and the upset.

He would then continue with his questions, these ones in attempt to redirect attention from that blunder. He asked what she was doing and listened as she told him. He smiled, then answered her return with what he was doing, "I was taking advantage of the warmth of the sun, yes. Napping beneath it's comforting glow, before I was rewarded with the company of an beautiful lady, even with her rather interesting entrance." He smiled down upon the albino beauty, admiring the striking pelt she had, the way it shone in the sun's radiant light. His nap was interrupted, but he was not in anyway upset about that. The culprit was one he was enjoying the company of, to he was not paying any mind to how much he wanted to continue his nap.

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