Shadewood I heard voices

The naiad felt a rush of trepidation as her eyes landed on the bulk of Kovertol, despite Cry's reassurance that he was on their side, her eyes lowering instinctively. 

The bear approached, peering at her curiously, and the dryad let her tail wag hopefully. Kovertol seemed to know she was a friend, for he leaned back - waiting for her next move as she was the one who sought him out. 

Resting the slain bird upon the ground, she stepped a pace back and gestured to it with her stained muzzle. 

"F-For..y..you," she managed to get out, a small smile on her features. Her words were coming along nicely and she was proud of herself for beginning to remaster them. She waited in silence, her offering of gratitude for the bear's protection waiting between them.