Noctisardor Bypass dressed as fae, we chase the bad away

Ellora was simultaneously happy about the snow and vexed by the pup and her needs to speak. She hated introductions--they seemed so useless. Would it not simpler to know, already, everyone's name in the entire world, so that, if speech were truly necessary, one could get to more important things right away.

She sighed quietly and said, "Hello Druid. I am Ellora." She kept her face turned away from the pup, watching the snow fall. Intentionally or unintentionally, she sat like a wall, cold and uninviting. She said no more, only waited to see if this Druid, like all pups, would begin a game of incessant, inane questioning.