Frostfire Ridge Sing Along

She turned to face him, and he saw only the green of her gaze for a moment. He offered a small half-smile and a single wave of his tail as he introduced himself. "Greetings. I am Cerne." He gestured to the cliffs below them, where the river winded it's way through the taiga. "I live with a small family, just there, along the river." She was close to their territory, but he was not territorial; their land was not his. For now, he would remain, for the most part, impassive.