Bearclaw Valley Rubadubdub

Her face beamed with the energy of the sun at his gesture and had he been a plant he would have happily eaten it up. The corners of his mouth raised into a gentle smile, lacking the immunity needed to resist such infectious excitement.

More bowing followed, but it troubled him less and less as she was no longer making a habit of shielding herself from his gaze for long.

Her eyes lifted into the corners of her mind. Processing something, before modestly looking to him with another inquiry.

Setting down the amulet back onto the leaf, he licked off any surplus saliva that may have gathered as he held it during their conversation. This precious item of hers would be treated with the utmost respect.

Lifting his bearish paw he softly pressed it against her chest, lingering perhaps for a moment too long as he took in the sensation of her racing heartbeat against his fur, then waved it in the direction she had been traveling. His paw returned to his own chest, before repeating his gestures to her and beyond. An attempt at a response communicating that wherever she would go, he would follow.

Taking the corners of the leaf pouch into his jaws, an agile movement despite his bearish size, he lifted them from the ground and the contents within it. 

To tote her belongings. All he could think of to lend his aid to her in this moment.