Sleepy Fox Hollow If I'm gonna fall it'll be from high places

*sneaking in* / tag for reference!

Waxwing had spent several days surveying the southeastern mountains. In the end, he had not found the herd of elk @Mahler had spoken of, and he had told the man as much. He had found traces of the herd, but they had since moved on, past the boundaries of Paleo, which Waxwing was not keen on leaving.

Two feminine voices piqued Waxwing's curiosity, and he ambled toward the conversation until he was within both earshot and sight. He couldn't make out what they were saying, but since it didn't seem to be a particularly secret chat they were having, he made his way over to them. Um, hi, he said, realizing he hadn't actually worked out what he was going to say once he got here.