Isabelle stood frozen in place, blinking rapidly.
For a few moments, she had no words.
Finally, however, she managed to scrape together some.
Actually...
She only managed two.
"A-an elf?!"
The man who stood before her had long hair the color of straw - yet far more silky and soft looking, and honey-gold eyes.
Which were currently half-lidded and squinting at her in an expression that seemed mildly off-put. Pouty lips pressed in discomfort, and his long straw hair was restrained by small braids, which only served to highlight his very distinctive elf ears.
He sighed.
"It's rather rude to get into someone's face and shout that at them, you know...?"
She let out a quiet 'eep' and stepped backward, feeling extremely sheepish.
"Uh...um..." She mumbled. "I'm so sorry! I'm...I'm not used to meeting people from different races so quickly..."