Deepwood Weald tell me when it's over

Brother? Glaukos saw what the man had brought along. He saw the offering and knew it to be a kindness, a brokering of some sort of peace between them. He held little other interpretation; but neither did he care for the rabbit at his feet. It would be nothing but a snack to the giant—and better put to use on someone else. He was not usually one to turn up his nose when given free food, either.

Keep it. The beast surmised.

You are also of Forneskja, a fact Glaukos needed confirmed before he let himself relax even an inch. And your voice, it is accented like Solharr's. Are you family?