[Over time, Arthur's developed a sense of caution (granted he doesn't always follow it, or rather he doesn't let it stop him from anything that he's set on doing) he rarely would he venture into the woods without his senses at their sharpest. Perhaps it is due to this world that his senses have dulled, or perhaps it is simply the fact he's aware there are no bandits, nor any blood-thirsty creatures lurking since he arrived here, Griffons or wolves alike. He need not be alert, and he has grown perhaps a little lax in his former ways.
So it is Llamrei's interest that draws Arthur's in turn, the steed's ears turning about to movement, only for his head to follow to the approach of another, Arthur then paused to look too, finding a young woman moving to them, her bow was not aimed, but drawn all the same.]
I'm afraid you'll find no game in these forests, miss. [He greeted her kindly, certainly with a polite, courtly air - however his tone was one that suggested he was giving her the benefit of the doubt, where he assumed she had her bow prepared as she intended to hunt, and that her quarry wasn't his horse.]
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So it is Llamrei's interest that draws Arthur's in turn, the steed's ears turning about to movement, only for his head to follow to the approach of another, Arthur then paused to look too, finding a young woman moving to them, her bow was not aimed, but drawn all the same.]
I'm afraid you'll find no game in these forests, miss. [He greeted her kindly, certainly with a polite, courtly air - however his tone was one that suggested he was giving her the benefit of the doubt, where he assumed she had her bow prepared as she intended to hunt, and that her quarry wasn't his horse.]