Emberwood We didn't start the fire. (UG)

Pygmalion might not have been first to be named, but he was doggedly determined to be the first on the scene. With Bhediya's presence as extra incentive, the arctic man hailed Ibis' call with haste, tongue lolling as he left the confines of the marsh for the drier, more beautiful forest he had encountered @Pirrup within. 

When he spotted the girl ahead, his tail flagged briefly, and then tucked downwards once more. She seemed like the de facto leader of their little crew; thus, he'd show her the proper deference. He knew how this game was played. He'd lived too long in a family where rank was everything to not know.

Hello, he greeted, and then followed her gaze, finding the woodpecker within the trees. Pyg grinned. Cheeky little fellow, is he no?