The bulk of his body shifts in place as he awaits her explanation. The thick scent of flora was beginning to churn his stomach and he tried his best to not let temptation wilt away her decor. But what fun that would be. Still he is uncertain if this intruder happened to behold greater magic than him, and so he bides his time. Ebony ears swivel forwards as she speaks of not being lost, but the shift in her eyes tells him she is hiding the truth. A large sweep of his black locks at his hindquarters begins to show his impatience.
As if she sensed his irritation, her demeanor switch and a wispy smile painted upon her lips. The fire burning within his red optics cooled slightly as he listened to her sweet voice. Putting her name to memory with another flick of his ears. Lowering his heavied head slightly, he rattles a light snort from his nostrils as he thinks upon her question. It wasn't safe for her to be here alone, not with the crew of miscreants lurking about the shadows. With him as her guide, she shouldn't run into any issues.
"Where are you headed? These woods are not safe and neither are those..." His red eyes flick towards the borders of Sylva. There was only one way west, and that was through the autumnal forests. Unless of course you knew the passage through the hills. He wasn't about to send her to her death by crossing Sylva alone, if west was her intended destination. He may be a rebel, but he wasn't satan...
@[Yggdrasil] figured if she wanted to get to Loess, he could escort her. You had said something about Arthas