Emberwood Come along now, run away from the hum-drum

When he approached the goose let out a honk. It turned to face him as though it would stand its ground, but confronted with Drust's sheer size, came to its senses and waddled off quickly. The honk of the goose wasn't the only thing our bear heard, the golden she-wolf shrieked as well. Not at the goose, but at him.

The tone of her tune was mixed, not quite friendly, not quite scared. But even though Drust could not understand them fully. 'Hello' was a term he had heard before, one meant for greetings. The rest was gibberish. But he could understand her body. The large gulp traveling down her throat, the stiffness in her muscles, all alert and cautious.  

Drust kept his body loose, and unimposing, but his uncontrollable size and appearance contrasted that. Having fended off the goose his duty had been fulfilled, but he wanted to try...

He nodded his head in her direction and chuffed.