Gyrfalcon's Keep surrender, but don't give yourself away

East needed to get away from Drageda, so he had ventured farther down the coast than he usually did. Curiosity had drawn him to the sad excuse for a mountain; he had seen the large number of birds in the distance and had come closer to investigate. He regretted it, though, because it was clear that many birds lived here, covering every inch of the ground with their feces. The scent of it overpowered everything except the faint hint of a stranger. The warrior's head whipped up to look around as he searched for the owner of the scent. His gaze spotted the dusty brown female in the distance, and he paused briefly before making his way towards her.

Once close enough, he released a low chuff, announcing his presence. He came to a stop a short distance away and waited for her to speak or leave--whichever she chose to do.