Totoka River Her name is Bambi?

A very intriguing scent was carried to his nose. Zaavier turned to investigate it, tail swaying as he walked. He had been traveling with his group for about a day and a half now, and he had separated himself from them to hunt. He hadn't found much luck until now. Of course, this scent was not prey scent, but whatever.

He limped forward, not completely aware that his bloodied shoulder and giant frame may be intimidating to whoever he was aproaching. Finally, he arrived at the scene and found yet another female who looked similar to him. His tail wagged as his eyes scanned her, labeling her as an able body. He would definitely ask her to come along. "Hello," he rumbled, closing the distance between the two, but staying a respectful distance away. He delivered a lengthy bow, as he always does for women and flashed her his handsome smile.

The river rushed by beside him, for Zaav had suddenly found himself at the bank of Totaka river. he glanced at the surging water for a moment, but eventually paid no mind. "What brings you to these parts?" She seemed farily confused by her suroundings and Zaavier prepared himself to describe the locust attack in case she asked.