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Both Sascha and Blitzen heard the noise carried through the air yet they still traveled. The boy's working ear pivoted in the direction the sound was coming from even when he continued in the direction he was going. He wasn't sure if it was a good idea on his part or not to check it out. Even Blitzen was curious but he stayed by his side like he normally does. It wan't until he heard someone's voice when he stopped, turning where he stood and looking towards the other who was approaching.
He waved at the female he didn't recognize but when she asked for his name he needed something more than his hands. Reaching into his bag he pulled out his means of communication, which consisted of a a booklet and pen, and scribbled down his name. Sascha.He held it up for her to read with hopes that she was able to read it. He had met a couple of others who weren't able to read which made his conversations quite awkward to begin with. The young Ulrich had found what he was searching for, someone to question about what he had heard from hearsay or what have you. However, he needed to know if she could understand him and her reading his name was a first.
As he waited with curiosity despite the scowl he always carried, Blitzen had turned to look at the female as well as he sniffed the air before him. Sascha released one of his hands holding the book to pat the side of his companion, glancing over at him for a second or two before returning his gaze upon the russet face with purple like eyes.