Whitebark Stream Time to get some pistols and a doctor on site

There was a sign of life beyond the borders, one that approached her dominantly and she curtsied in greeting with a saccharine smile accenting her delicate features. She floated nearer, tail gently wafting to and fro lower than she usually carried it to remain respectful. She knew not who had come to greet her, but the alabaster coated, vanilla-cream topped young man looked paramount among these trees.

Good day, sir. She greeted, voice a soft melody. I am incredibly sorry for disturbing you, but I was wondering if you cared for a chat about your home.