Cedar scratched his head at the tiny woman's anxious questions, looking up at the ceiling with his head cocked to one side absently.

"[color=7bcdc8]OH---Well... Miss uh.... Whass-yername?.... [/color]"

He looked at her and scratched harder, as if stumbling over some half-remembered lesson in interpersonal etiquette, before his ears popped forward as if remembering something suddenly.

"[color=7bcdc8]Oh, er-- Right-- Muh name's Cedar, and I's is half-bear-- and I's can talk ta lil' woodlan' critters, and get plants ta grow real big, real fast an' such.  Got a good nose too. Paps says I's a good tracker, an' has me help 'im hunt down sick an' injured critters to help makes em better again-- OH-- yeah-- I's can help fix up cuts an scratches an stuffs like 'at there.[/color]"

He made a friendly motion toward the woman less than half his posture for her to introduce herself, and her skills.

"[color=7bcdc8]An, You are, Miss?....[/color]"