Wild Berry Meadow Oh, the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful

She hadn’t noticed him until he approached and spoke first. A fine man, covered in a snow grey pelt with… turkey feathers sticking out of it? Aside from this, she approached the man, her tail wagging to match their peaceful greeting. 
“Hello.” She smiled, “No, I do not. But I currently travel between here and up in the mountains.” She explained in light, and then continued to give her name: “My name is Raindrop. What’s yours?”

Her eyes kept looking over his pelt of turkey feathers. She giggled, it was actually rather endearing.