I see her gaze and how she looks at me and it is somewhat how I look at her, but instead my gaze is perhaps more soft. Only for her though. I cannot help it. She is something...magical. Yes, magical. Oh so magical. Adrian. That is her name and it seems to burn directly into my ears. A good burning, at least. I nod my head as my smile grows on my dark grey features.

”Andriel,” I say lifting my chin slightly as she leaned in to sniff me. Her reaction was a bit unexpected though as she sneezes. I pull my paw back as I look at it with what normally would have been absolute disgust. I open my mouth to protest, but it was...her sneeze. It was a confusing feeling. I wanted to clean myself immediately and yet...not. What the hell is wrong with me? I have never felt so confused as right in this moment as my jaw hangs open.

I only snap out of it as she mentions nothing smells like that where she comes from. I divert my fire opal eyes over to her and blink as I finally close my jaw. I shrug as I continue to hold my one paw in the air awkwardly, not having any idea what I should be doing with it. ”Well that is highly unfortunate, I will simply have to make sure you have a constant supply, of course, there is a variety of choices that we can go over to find your perfect scent match,” I say lifting my chin again with my tail wagging behind me.

”Concerned? Well, yes, why wouldn’t I be concerned?” I say with my brows furrowing slightly and my head tilting, completely confused by this question. ”Is it not my job to ensure you are the best you can be?” I ask, blinking as I say the words and hear what is coming out of my mouth. I mean, it still makes sense but the fact that I feel I am MEANT to do this is...different. I am so drawn to her that I cannot stop myself. ”I mean, look, that is what my mother always taught me, always present your fur and smell the best you can,” I say with a nod, still holding my paw up in the air but I fling it as a gesture now. ”And...well, I….you...ah...hmmm,” I say, my eyes diverting into the distance as I try to put together...that she is so different from all others...she must be my imprint, and this must be what they talked about. I was certain.