Dragoncrest Cliffs elsker at hade

Like a mustang tamed by a gentle hand, the stone-faced man bowed to greet her, bending forward like a willow under a breeze. She reached up and inhaled his scent, noticing how calm and quiet he was; not so different from her, then. And unlike most others, he didn't seek to break the silence with words, nor did he treat her like a juvenile, which was refreshing. She was encouraged then, in finding not only had nothing to fear from him, but also by the potential that she might have found a kindred spirit. 

Once introduced, she dipped back, lifting her haunches into the air and waving her tail from side to side, inviting him into play with a brief but dramatic play bow before she began to bound away. She crow-hopped like a filly and whirled around to cast her inquisitive gaze to him- would he follow?