Nocturne Summit the spine can't decide between the earth and the sky

He does not seem interested in company, but neither does he seem disinterested. Still, Hydra knows she must return to Moonspear sooner rather than later. Given her own lack of interest in befriending any she crossed paths with, she thought to depart—but, just as she came to this conclusion, he seemed to decide otherwise. It was not as though he could know she had intended to go, not having made any move to do so. But for now, she elected to stay... if only for a little while longer. 

She answered his mute inquiry with a pointed look toward the highest peak. It confirmed his answer, and showed him where it was she lived. Her gaze upon her homestead was one filled with pride. It was a place she had known and loved for all of her life. When her gaze returned to him, she took several steps in his direction. She knew he was not a local, knew it by the question alone, and wanted to know where it was he had come from. Her tail swayed behind her in a show of her present affability, though each step was wary in case she should need to alter her path if he did not welcome the advance.