Hushed Willows i always make such expensive mistakes.

After a moment, he heard the creature again. It was closer now and thankfully more descriptive of its location. Artaax looked down towards the ground, or at least where he thought the ground likely was to be found. The snow made it very difficult to see, but finally, he thought he glimpsed the little creature. It was indeed a bird. A very small one. That, or it was quite an elaborate ruse by the creepy guy that had left not long ago.

Either way... 

"Come this way, there's shelter," he called, stepped back into the den to give it room (not that it needed much, but he knew how jumpy the creatures could be considering he was a hunter and birds were his specialty. Totally unrelated I swear).