Panther Park For now I'm young but I get older and older

His head lifted from a bush at a greeting of another. His eye found her form, not seeing her as a threat, his tail stirred in greeting and chuffed himself. Perhaps she could give some insight on where to go and see if anyone needed help.
He'd hate to be so close to someone who needed it.
He stepped around the bush, getting closer to her; oblivious to any dangers she might hold and all so trusting.

" 'tis fine day gurl, where'd yah hail from?" His accent heavy still. It was a part of him as was his homeland. One he was unlikely to return to. There was nothing for him to return to. He didn't need the rocks, the deities followed him anyway.