<strong>The Wilds of Dra Sirdu - Peace and Pack Animals</strong><br/><br/>With the standoff replaced by an amiable conversation, the aura of suspicion in the air gradually faded. This time, however, nothing replaced it. One way or another, the river-ghost had done her fill of meddling (if rather ineffectually), with the world of the living.<br/><br/>The meeting didn't go entirely undisturbed, however. A ways down the river, where the sides of the ravine leveled out into a gentle incline, a small herd of large, shaggy quadrupeds had wandered down to the river to get a drink. One of the group had noticed the trio of unusual visitors and had started wading towards them. As it grew closer, it'd be quite easily identifiable: it was one of those elk-like creatures that'd casually blocked the group's path earlier.<br/><br/>Unlike its easy-going relative, this specimen had a darker coat, and bore several noticeable discolorations and missing patches where it'd been pierced or cut by some predator. It moved with a somewhat different air, as well, assertive and direct where the other had been languid and placid. Still, for the moment, it looked more investigative than actively hostile.