Redtail Rise Around in the shade,

faust stands tall, his gaze steady and unwavering as he watches her, taking in her size and the way she carries herself. there’s a sharpness to her, a readiness that he respects. he remains silent for a moment, letting the air settle between them.
not here for trouble, he says, his voice low, measured. his eyes flick briefly over the surrounding area before returning to her, an unspoken acknowledgment of the space she’s claimed. darukaal, he adds, pointing his muzzle towards the glacier behind him.
he takes a slow step forward, just following the herd.