Arkain looks at the horse with great interest. "Really, your not a meat eater. Thats good to know." He feels you pull the tree closer to your huge maw. He still did not feel like jumping off the tree at that height. Besides he wants to know more about this warm place hes talking about. He leaps up on top of your muzzle then scurries down it and stops at the top of your head and takes hold of your ear gently for balance. He hopes this this is not a trap. Your wink makes him feel certain its not. "There thats better. Hummm. Now, please tell me about this nice warm place you can store people in. You have peaked my interest"