Redhawk Caldera Mistral Firefly

The man seemed to forget he was standing in water, and Andalusia bit back a laugh at his sudden realization. She tracked his hurried ascent with bright and humoured eyes, and when he met her with a gentle spray of lakewater that cascaded like the mist of a waterfall, she welcomed the refreshment he rid himself of.

His eagerness sent a pleasant warmth through Andalusia, and she tilted her head, eyes glinting and still trained on him. "I suppose introductions are important, aren't they?" The laugh finally escaped her, gentler than the outburst would have been, and she met the stranger with a theatrical dip of her head. "Andalusia Ostrega. And while I'm all eyes and ears to tell you my tale, first - " at this she raised her head, and exentuated with a slight thrust of her snout toward him. Humour played through the fall of light and shadows on her face. " - what is your name?"