<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Fallon.jpg)</div>Fallon, still grinning, would whistle softly for a moment, then sings an old tune (though not particularly well... more of a casual performance), "Some things are deeper than wooords, can saaaay... you don't haaaave to saaay a wooord, my dear, you don--" As they mount a small hill, the glow of flames on the horizon becomes visible, and Fallon's voice dies away suddenly when she, like the others, detects the smoke in the air.<br/>~<br/>She gives a sharp whistle-- though, by now, everyone's probably already seen it.  She tries to discern the source of the flames, but then moves her gaze to the trees and attunes her senses to try to discern noises-- even, perhaps, unnatural stillness. Calling perhaps to Koram, since he's closest, or perhaps to everyone in general, "Wake Senna, please."  She readies her hammer and checks her shield out of caution.  "Let's be sharp here."