Nimbus Summit dominant species

The look of recognition on her face was all he needed to jog his memory, and his stance went from cautious to joyous. His bright eyes lit up at the sight of her, and he wagged his tail in a friendly manner. They had met sometime back, and though he couldn't remember the exact details, he did believe she had come here for the new branch of Tartok. He mirrored her intentions, letting his nose do most of the work of picking up all the new smells she had acquired on her travels.

"How have you been?" he asked. A simple, direct, and hopefully easy-to-answer question.