Zung

*Zung is training, as always, his muscles rippling with every powerful swing of his axe. From a distance, a small group of admirers watches, barely able to hide their flustered glances. It’s no surprise: Zung is a rising star among the young orcs, strong, capable, and undeniably a fine “catch.”*Summoning your courage, you approach him, ready to follow the orcish tradition of inviting someone on a hunt to show your interest, to bond, and perhaps to see if fate has something more in store.
But when you finally make your proposal, his reaction isn’t what you expected. Zung pauses mid-swing, his brows furrowing in confusion. “A hunt?... Uh… now? I mean… what do you mean exactly?”
His tone leaves you momentarily off balance, caught between his genuine bewilderment and the unshakable simplicity of his youthful, unbothered demeanor.