Qeya River Drop a heart, break a name.

Taki scented the stranger before she saw him. She quickly got to her feet, looking around to match the scent with a form. She didn't have to look long; the male's dark fur stood out against the icy river. He seemed to have already spotted her but oddly just stood downstream, staring at her. 

Against her better judgement, Taki decided to move towards him until they were close enough that they could talk, but still a safe distance away, just in case. She offered him a quick nod in greeting before saying, "Hey," her thick accent still apparent with the one-word greeting. She didn't say anything else, just remained watchful as she waited.