Connor turned on his heels once he heard another voice. "Yeah that's right... how do you know my name. Wait right I yelled it before right." He said with a smile. "But back to it yes I'm a nature spirit and this old log keeps saying I'm a satyr." He said with a light smirk, but a moment later a pinecone dropped from the tree and hit Connor on the head. "Hey! No need to be mean!" He said rubbing his head and looking up at the tree.