Neverwinter Forest said he was a sailing man

Kinusi wasn't quite sure why she was playing this game of banter back and forth. She should have left. But she had just enough of her daddy's wildness and her mother's stubbornness that she was inclined to finish this pretty little dance and song number. And part of her reveled in chaos. Because how could you ever say that your mother left you. And your dad raised you. 

Ears cupped forward. You're dad is a healer? Storyteller? Singer? She studied him. And her fur relaxed a little, as did her paws. She was still wary, but he didn't seem that he was out to attack her or something so that was a plus. But his plus's weren't very high and pulling conversation from him was like pulling teeth. 

She blinked surprised, her nostrils flared in disgust. How dare someone hurt someone. Based on the way they looked and their size stretched on his frame. he had been young, younger than her when that horrible atrocity had been done to him. How undeniably cruel. And irritating, because now she felt bad for being a blister. 

Well then I think it's safe to say, she couldn't have taught you any cause she didn't have any herself. Shameful to mark a child like that.

She sighed and tapped her paw on the ground. My mom gave me blue eyes and this white spot and just a little more stubbornness than should be allowed in a girl my size. Everything else, including my winning personality if i do say so myself is from dad.

She pursed her lips and glared at him. Well i'm certainly gonna call you difficult and tightlipped. Gosh this is like pulling teeth. Fine hmm.

She studied his face and the shape of his eyes. The markings on his fur and the way he held himself. What could she nickname him. Because he for sure wasn't gonna give an inch, but she would damn sure still take a mile. 

Fine. I'll call you mist. Cause that is a pretty close coloring to your fur. But i'll find out your name someday. Even if i have to wheedle you to death.