Welcome to Gaia! ::

Rokhan was getting old. Old enough to smile when he thought about the horde his daughter had single handedly(hoofedly?) created all on her own. Of his grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Thinking on these things recently the troll tended to wander as he let the spirits guide his hooves and heart and this day was no different. Letting the warmth of the sun fill his nostrils with the scent of growing grass he was surprised as he heard a soft "thump" a ways ahead.

Ears flicking in that direction, he closed his eyes and asked the spirits for a kind and gentle meeting. The last thing he wanted to run into was a less ... Savory type of soquili but his curiosity and the overwhelming feeling he should find out was enough to move him. What he saw caught the breath in his throat.

Rokhan did his best not to smile a huge, toothy, grin as he didn't want to scare the poor child. Stopping where he was, keeping his distance, he nodded his head to her and cleared his throat. "I be Rokhan, child." Flicking a wild clump of hair from his face he stamped a hoof lightly in greeting. "And who be you?"
He had an inkling that he knew, the troll genes were strong and she smelled lightly of her mother. Still- It was always best to ask.