Sunbeam Lair well, the world might cut you down again, but you know the way back home

Movement caught in his peripheral. Not a goat, as he might’ve expected, but a man of like nature to him. Tall and broad - broader than him, but an even match in all other regards.

Merrit appraised him from the distance. He showed no open hostility, and while this did not make him a friend, he knew better now than he had as a child than to assume him a foe from the get go.

In fact, he thought, this man might make a formidable ally. Merrit returned the quiet chuff and gestured forward with a flick of his nose along the ground and out towards the trail he followed, but did not continue on his way. Rather he met the man with a questioning raise of his brow. An invitation to help.