Neverwinter Forest will it spin, will it soar

When he had him properly within his reach, he was generous with the messy licks, nips, and happy growls wherever he could plant them. Once greetings were appropriately doled out upon his dark brother.. Jarilo danced back a pace, and regarded him in full. Of course. He sized him up and tried to decide what to do with this fresh new information and presence. "Well...." he drawled, beginning to turn away, towards the forest at hand now that they were a tagteam, not a solo mission any longer--and one that had probably spooked off everything immediately nearby with their exuberant rustle-about of a hello. He curled his tail up proud and trotted lightly. "Have you ever been out here before?" he asked, now starting forward well under the assumption that Arc was coming too on into Neverwinter.