Silverlight Terrace it's my power outfit.

He had hazarded a bit of a guess in approaching so forwardly himself, but on these familiar grounds, he was just pretty confident all-around. When she got closer, she appeared sane enough so far, and he could appreciate the seemingly low-impact neutrality she brought with her as he slowed up his paws and wiggled his nose actively her way openly.

Seeing her friendliness well-expressed brought a slow wave to his tail, too, but he did maintain the slight lift to his whole everything--stance included, for now. No.. you're fine out here, he replied first and foremost. Keep going on that way and you might end up that way, though. he answered with a jerk to his nose back towards where the elevations steeped for the Spear before he peered back at her. As long as her nose could function minimally, he didn't worry about her just traipsing off onto their claimed spaces though.

Anyway, since she said her name was Poe, he'd answer back readily enough about that too. I'm Jarilo. Are you looking for something? he introduced, and asked too for good measure and hoping that his assumption came vague enough. She smelled like the Tuktu, he noticed, so he kind of didn't want to assume that this was just some casual little wander to the other side of the barrier's range.