Wild Berry Meadow Make me fall

Ignis continued to watch over the area intently until the stranger emerged from hiding, lobes flicking on his cranium as the steps became louder. Odd orbs gazed up to eventually catch sight of a tall, lanky woman. Her eyes dark like sapphires and her coat various shades of light and dark oaks.

There was a tingling sense of wariness as the fae began closing the space, but her eventual stopping point made it clear that she knew to keep a safe distance -- afterall, despite becoming less impulsive since entering the wilds, he was still rather neurotic around strangers.

Something in the way the she-wolf looked at him made Āzon raise an eyebrow in confusion (he still had yet to realize his muzzle was stained), and the woman's greeting was met with a simple "Hey..." While the pheonix nervous licked his chops.

"I don't suppose some random headass swallowing berries was something you were intending to walk in on, was it?" Āzoniol asked her while hinting at wanting to know why she approached in the first place. He'd rather not think about her coming to him to say that the berries were bad -- not even he wanted to think about it after the amount he'd just ingested....