Wild Berry Meadow i sit a bit but i'm not gonna stay

The other began to leave, telegraphing his movements but also speaking pointedly, and even without understanding the language Drusk could perceive the meaning. He appreciated how candidly the stranger acted; he watched as he turned to go, and only tensed when he did not leave promptly.

The stranger motioned to themselves and murmured a sound, which Drusk took to be an instruction; either the word for go or another meaning, but the stranger motioned towards the plains and Drusk bristled more fervently.

If he hoped to get help and chase him out, Drusk would be sure to be gone before that could happen.

He would watch Fjall go, and when alone again he would disperse himself.