With a surge of pride to challenge her own, he lifted himself to full height, chest wide and proud with the musculature of a bull in his prime.
Have you never seen an oryx, baboon? Well, behold, then, for you will see few finer!
His people did not keep harems like other antelope, but still they won mates through strength of arms. He had been warlord, before his calling to serve gods-among-mortals. And he could easily do so again, in this new world, when he found a herd worthy of his bloodline.
And you were not kidnapped.He corrected with a mild sternness,
You were rescued from certain death! But perhaps you do not remember, the spell was strong on you, baboon, and I feared your mind might not recover. I am pleased to see that is not true!
I love IC spontaneity & drama! So if it's what your character would do, let 'em attempt it!
My characters are unreliable narrators.


