Give in to me

Humming came naturally as he walked before the strange girl. His rich, black tail that streamed behind him occasionally flicked against the knees of the girl behind him. When it touched the left leg it was an indication he was going to change his direction slightly to that direction, and vice versa. Following in his footsteps she should have found it much easier to traverse the snow in the paths he chose.

He would listen when she explained herself, hearing the deep, underlining tones of her worry wouldn't certain enlighten him to how bad the situation must be. “Don't worry, we'll find your healers den” he promised her, already committed to the search. He wasn't familiar with this territory but he followed it to logic – a healer would need a den above ground level, to ensure there was never flooding, to keep their herbs dry. He decided to pick a slopping path, and kept his eyes out for any possible dens. “There's another” he said, nodding his head despite her inability to see the action. He stopped directly outside the den so perhaps she could feel the change in the air that would lead her towards it.