Ocean's Breath Plateau fly a boat or float your favorite kite

A dark wolf materialized at the sloped borders, making his way down toward Totoro. They noted the way he held himself and quickly checked their posture: head tucked low; eyes politely averted; tail low and wagging slowly behind them. They wanted him to know they were no threat whatsoever.

Halloo! they greeted, the warmth in their voice hopefully thawing some of the frost in his. I have no particularly compelling reason to be here, I was just curious about the pack in residence. My name is Avery, though I mostly go by my nickname, Totoro. Could I get your name? And the name of your pack? Totoro queried with all the amiability they could muster.