Northstar Vale Talking to the mirror

Leaving the pool of water behind and heading up along the stream, Aiolos followed suit behind the miniature young woman. Each of his long legs took slow, smooth steps to each double step of her own due to her slight size and one corner of his maw curled up at this. 

Reaching one of the many trees dotting their lands between woodland and meadows, she made way to a little hollow under the mosses roots. Hidden under a smooth river rock which she flipped over, her collection of trinkets laid within. 

As she went to tell he could store what he wished here so long as he covered it properly, Olo came forth and settled the leave down on top of the treasures. He then took his long muzzle and used it to flip the rock back into place. As that, ma'am? He asked, settling back down onto his haunches under the tree.