Dragoncrest Cliffs And maybe just a little bit colder

Etienne hadn't wanted to be seen. He had wanted to disappear into a place he loved and forget for a moment that anyone else existed. It was nice on his little island of one. Where no one couldhurt him.

But his reverie and illusion was shattered. A gentle wuff drawing him nearer. Ears turning towards the sound.

Bonjou.

A cant of his head. Golden eyes to rest on this one. He didn't think this was a sinling either, but truly how was he to know.

I be Etienne.