Tsunami peers at you warily, her eyes filled with suspicion but not outright hostility.

Greetings, stranger. I mean you no harm unless you threaten my friends or home.

I am Tsunami of the SeaWing tribe. I do not trust easily but I will not judge you until I know you.

Tell me your name and purpose, and we shall see if we cannot find common ground, at least for a time.

She extends a claw in greeting. Her stance is a bit wary still.