Falls

Sakir takes a moment to absorb Osiris's words, his molten amber eyes reflecting a genuine curiosity and interest. The way she moves, her confidence, and the familiarity with which she speaks of the Crossing intrigue him. He senses the depth of her connection to this land, and he feels a subtle pull to learn more, both about the place and the mare before him.

"I know very little about the isles," Sakir admits, his voice carrying a warm, inviting tone that ushers away any indication that might want the woman before him to shut up. "I'd be grateful to hear anything you can tell me."

He offers her a small, genuine smile, his eyes lingering on her for a moment longer than necessary. There's a hint of playfulness in his gaze, a subtle flirtation that feels almost automatic in her presence. He finds himself drawn to her, not just by her beauty, but by the strength and warmth she exudes.

"Your voice," he continues, his tone smooth and steady, "is lovely, and the last thing I'd like for you to do is shut up. I could listen to you talk about this land all day, if it wouldn't be too much trouble for you."

As he speaks, Sakir remains composed, his posture relaxed but attentive. He notices the way Osiris's tail flicks about her legs, the auburn strands catching the light, and he can't help but appreciate the natural grace in her movements. She carries herself with an ease that speaks of a life well-lived in these lands, and he feels a growing admiration for her.

The wind rustles through the long grass around them, and Sakir takes a deep breath, savoring the fresh, earthy scent mixed with the faint aroma of wildflowers. There's a raw, untamed beauty to the Crossing that resonates with him, much like the adventurous spirit that brought him here.

As Osiris begins to explain the isles, Sakir listens intently, his ears perked forward and his gaze focused on her. He finds himself captivated by her words, the way she describes the different areas, their unique features, and the hidden wonders they hold. Each detail she shares paints a vivid picture in his mind, and he feels a growing excitement to explore these new territories.

Sakir steps a little closer, the distance between them narrowing slightly. He maintains his warm, open demeanor, his curiosity about both the land and the mare evident in his eyes. "If it's not too forward," he adds with a soft chuckle, "perhaps you could accompany me on my explorations? I'd love to see these places through your eyes."