Lion Head Mesa Find the Strength [WP]

Reyson stood on the outskirts looking in. Always watchful, wary. He did not know any here, but those he had arrived with and the princess and now this priest Senmut. He shifted large body and began to slowly lumber around the outskirts.

Eyes shifting from body to body and the food and meals. There was a loudness he was unused too, and it kept him moving his ears. In this instance, it was his other senses he relied on. Smell, though it was muddled with food. Beneath his feet the feel of many pawprints, some things that he didn't wish to mention, squishing between his toes, from food discarded or fallen to the wayside.

He finally found a spot where he could see almost the entire area, he was in, and he watched silent.