Daenan mused over the possibilities. "Well, if it is living we could kill it. If it is unliving we could destroy it. If it is neither, we might have trouble. If it is intelligent, we may even be able to reason with it, but the question is what does it want to do with us? I think a measured and appropriate response requires that we know its intentions." More verbose than he usually was, but the words came with excessive slowness. He was prepared, though not nearly so much so as Dina, should there be trouble. There was always the tried and true method of hiding and running. Not as young as he once was, it was not his favorite method, but there was always something to be said about the olden ways.<br/><br/>When the figure came into sight and they saw that at the very least it wasn't a horde of human hunters, there was a sense of relief an then one of puzzlement. What was an orc doing here? Why had he come into this forest and particularly why to their demesne?