[color=007236][center]Lob[/center][/color]
[center][b][color=007236]Location:[/color][/b] The Road
[b][color=007236]Interacting With:[/color][/b] 'Bear'.[/center]

Lob grew a mighty stupid grin as she fondled his offered sack. She would lick his honey and he would put her meat in his mouth. Good trade.

He was about to speak again when the alpha praised him for getting them there, he was being a very good boy today. Only for Ash to become alert and her to issue orders. He took a single hop and was up in a lowest hanging branch by his hands, up and up he slipped into the branches and made his way across from above. 

Step, pause, lean, pause. He only moved when the setting sun made the winds shift, hiding the groans of protest to his weight amongst the sighing branches. The darkness his no secrets from his nose and his orcish vision. But he was confused, he saw another, but smelled a bear. The same bear he smelled before the sunset? A bear walking upright?...Bugbear?

Holding to the branch, he let out a long low howl to ash and alpha, a calling of returning pack members to indicate no threat. Then the bear spoke:

"Hello! I'm a lone traveler without any real valuables on me, so you wouldn't get anything from robbing me. If you're friendly people, I'd love to have a meal with you!"

Taking risk, Lob lowered himself down behind her with all the stealth the plainsman could muster to start taking in her scent before speaking.

[color=007236]"Me, Lob. You, Bear!"[/color]