Northstar Vale Killing Darth Vader with my mf kick drum

Pale auds pricked, catching the soft, friendly words directed towards her. Dark eyes flickered to the partially hidden girl in the foliage, curiosity glimmering in their depths. Perhaps these two were rogues in search of a home. 

"Greetings to the both of you," the healer murmured kindly, pale plume wagging in welcome above her hocks. "I'm Liri Blackfoot, leader of the group who calls this Vale home," she introduced herself in turn with a dip of her peppered crown. 

"What brings you out this way?" Liri asked curiously, settling upon her scarred haunches and curling her tail neatly about her paws in wait.