Granyl glanced back at her momentarily, before realizing what was happening. He nodded before he began fleeing, continuously looking back to ensure she wasn't far behind. He could faintly see the green glow symbolizing the eyes of the timberwolves, and it was very good motivation for galloping as fast as he could. They were close, at least. He figured they could make it in time to avoid the dangers behind them, but this forest liked to be one big uncertainty. One minute he has a firm belief he is safe, then moments later things start going wrong. He could only hope things didn't get anymore exciting.