A soft chuckle escaped the figure in the feathered cloak.  Despite the exotic appearances of his new associates, he could see very familiar behaviors in them - in this case, the posturing and squabbling of two younglings over a prized tidbit.  The fact that he - or at least his 'belief' - was the prize in question might have been disturbing, but none had threatened him so far.  The satyr's comment about 'things' watching could have been taken as such, but only a fool would think that the forest was free of predators.<br/><br/>And he would know.