"Ah, Avensong is such a nice name. Mine is Polar, nice to meet you," she stated. Today was going to be quite interesting, and she was sure she would get to meet a couple new serian.
She noticed as the willows and marsh-loving trees soon disappeared, and now the conferious forest trees sprung up. Sun began to filter through the branches, warming her hide. However, it also was a little burning on the darker parts of her pelt and mane. She didn't know it could get so warm here.