THERES A PLACE WHERE THE BLOOD RUNS THICK // private

[dannychan]

his eye grew wide and he hesitated. "we should get you to the mountain, then.." he said and looked around, taking off his shawl and moving to gently place it around his shoulders. "it's.. nice to meet you, thought it would be nicer if it were under better circumstances.." he said softly, tugging his sleeves down nervously.

[peridot.]

Noah blinked as the shawl was wrapped around him, and he hesitated a moment before mumbling a soft thanks. He then said, reaching up to gently touch the other's non-taken ear, "It's nice to meet you too... why are your ears pointed?"

[dannychan]

he blinked and looked at the male. why were his ears pointed? this guy had to know he was an elf.. right? he hesitated and tucked some of his hair behind his way. "uh.. i'm an godekrikktsa ikmmgo. forest elf." he explained. "you're.. not from around you, huh..?"

[peridot.]

He wrinkled his nose a bit and tilted his head, saying softly, "Godekrikktsa ikmmgo?What kind of language is that?" He then shook his head, sighing, "And no, I'm not from here."

[dannychan]

he blinked. "elvish. most elves know it.. except maybe dark and light elves. i wouldn't know." he shrugged and looked at the other male before swooping down to grab a shell that heals washed up on the shore. "where are you from?"

[peridot.]

"I'm from Chicago. America, y'know? And we don't have elves where I'm from... except in stories." He said, shrugging a bit and frowning slightly.

[dannychan]

he blinked. "uh.. what is.. america?" he asked, tilting his head and looking up at the male with wide eyes. he seemed so in awe, especially since the other male looked different from this worlds humans.

[peridot.]

"It's a country?" He said, frowning a bit and tilting his head at the other. He then said, noticing the other's strange looks, "Is.. is something wrong with my face?"

[dannychan]

he blinked and cleared his throat. "dain nerihorn, ma'am.. do you know who you are?" he asked cautiously, scanning over him. "i'm a druid from up the hills.. just in the mountain side."

[peridot.]

Noah blinked and was about to correct the other, but then he hesitated. Maybe it would be benficial to keep going with the whole 'ma'am' thing. Maybe it would score him some sympathy points or something. He hated it, but he knew some people who acted like girls were delicate flowers and just picked on him when they realized he was a boy. Clearing his throat and straightening up a bit, he said softly, "I know who I am, yes. I'm Nancy Harborstein. And I don't know what the hell a 'druid' is, but I've never heard of it."