Svala listened to the sounds around her, scrutinizing them before she realized that one of the sounds she heard was running water. Was there some sort of stream nearby? That would be useful, then she could at least get a drink. She heard the wind rustling through the leaves and glanced skyward again. Though she couldn't feel the breeze down in the undergrowth she could see the tops of the trees waving in the wind. Hopefully, rain wasn't moving in. She frowned then looked behind her as she heard someone approaching.
She turned to see a young man who seemed a bit unsure. She moved back down to all four feet and shook her head. "No, I'm not lost. At least not yet. My name is Svala, you're welcome to join me if you want. I hear running water not too far away." She pushed her way back into the briar's, carefully maneuvering her way to another slim clearing along the edge of a stream. There, well, this was new. New was good. That meant no circles. Eyeing a nearby tree she moved to repeat the scratching motion. Marking where she was.
