Silvertip Mountain O'er the deeps and wild waters of seas

The silent knight found Taggurung along the borders, and with a chuff, she approached. 
This one, she hadn't interacted with personally. So, now was the time. 

Vesta weaved through the trees to the Bard, tail waving as a show that she meant him no friction upon her approach. 

You are the storyteller? Her eyes ask, for she had no words in a literal sense.