Duskfire Glacier the pines, the beasts, the frost

A display of fear - Satori found her own tail whipping instinctively between her legs as teeth flashed in the midday sun. It took her more than a moment to uncoil then, depositing the lavender at her feet so she may better greet the stranger.

"Me too," there was some camaraderie here, to find someone other than herself that enjoyed the forests more than the glacier. "My paws hurt from the ice, sometimes."

An embrace meant to sooth; the druid leaned back a touch to avoid contact, still reeling from the interaction prior. "It's ok, it's my fault for startling you. I'm Satori - you're one of Faust's?"