<div class="floatleft">(http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc415/TheValkryrieJessica/wolf/Astrid.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Astrid<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Zhergan, Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Alpha Hut<br/><strong>When: </strong>Evening<br/><hr/><br/>As smile crossed her face as Zhergan answered her question. "Omega will suffice. Sir is a informal Atallan title that lacks a certain... respect for the seer."  Nodding she looked at him, her eyes full of sincerity. "Then Omega it is. I apologize for assuming sir would be alright." As he sat down a grin danced across her face. She was indeed happy he'd decided to join her. She'd started to feel lonely. "Something troubles you? Or are you just indulging an old man with delicate company?" Chuckling at his question she tilted her head for a moment to think of how to answer it. "I suppose a bit of both, though my troubles are my own, and nothing to large. So they are not something I'd trouble you with. I however had thought that indulging an old man with company might be fun."<br/><br/>Shifting so that she could face him she took another drink and smiled at him. "There seems to be much I still do not know about the pack, and I don't want to step on toes. I'm new here, so I feel I should be careful about placing myself in the center of conversations that are not my own." She looked down into the liquid of her drink for a moment before looking back up at Zhergan. "Upon seeing you I was fairly sure I understood your status and rank within the pack. So I suppose talking to you is slightly less intimidating then speaking with the other Tikaan...." She paused for a moment and bit her bottom lip. "I hope that my not being intimidated by you does not offend you Omega."