The Sentinels barren summits

i don't mind at all! i was waiting for grimora to reply but looks like she went inactive.

if kjalarr assumed the herd would continue to graze unperturbed and he would eventually grow tired of watching them and return to the bay a few hours later, he assumed wrong. a song — at least, this is what kjalarr assumes it is — rises over the still mostly burnt canopy, some of which budding with persistent life.

it draws his ears to attention atop his skull, his relaxed posture tensing as fierce, cerulean eye scans the nearby terrain for the culprit.

the herd has already heard the singing and have taken flight by a call of their 'leader' ( or so this is what kjalarr amounts the largest buck to be ). they dart away and kjalarr does not chase. instead, an exasperated sigh leaves his lips as he follows the singing.

it does not take him long to find the beast responsible for it and he hesitates; visibly, unsure of what exactly he was looking at. it smelled like a canine — but not wolf — but looked like something from the undergrowth had come to life.

a bark was given to garner the strange dog beast's attention. you scared off the deer herd. kjalarr states matter-of-factly; not his best greeting, especially considering the fact that he wasn't mad about it in any shape or form.