Rzu turned to look at the bird. He curled more comfortably around the antler prongs. "Many thanksss." He hissed softly at Resora.
Zaru pattered down the tree. She entered her den, eyes alight with fear. Something in the forest was dreadfully wrong. Zaru looked sadly around her den, then grabbed a bundle of the most important herbs and stuffed them carefully into a woven basket. She sighed and gripped the basket in her mouth, then sped into the undergrowth.