As Ikem stood at the edge of potential confrontation, a voice echoed in his mind, a deep rumble that seemed to emanate from the very earth beneath him.
"Why do you tread upon my territory, little one?" The voice was both commanding and curious, catching Ikem off guard.
Ikem's took a deep breath hearing the voice of the unknown beast king. "I come in peace," he replied, trying to keep his voice steady and not come off as arrogant, if keeping down his pride will lead to a non confrontational agreement then why not.
"Peace?" The voice seemed to reverberate with amusement. "Yet you carry the scent of someone known in his icy part for his ruthlessness. Speak truth, little one. What is your purpose here?"
"I seek only to pass through," Ikem answered honestly, hoping to avoid any unnecessary conflict. "I mean no harm to you or your territory."
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