It was unusual to hear the high pitched yap when it were words that he had been expecting to come from whomever it was that was so bold enough to stand midst the rushing water of the falls. It was not that he had completely forgotten the instual drive that caused him to understand the feral ways of some wolves and yet he was.. rusty on such things in being shackled to Diveen for so long. It takes him a moment but he is capable of answering her shortly thereafter and by her scent is he able to determine many other hazy aspects of the stranger. She is indeed female, though much else is slightly foggy due to the distance that still remains between them both and so he steps toward her again as he speaks. ”You cannot speak? I am Haziel, of Diveen.” Though perhaps such a fact shall not be true to his words for very much longer if he is to be setting off for Glorall soon. His eyes remain desensitized to their surroundings as he approaches cautiously forward and when he feels the movement of water upon his paws is when he halts himself, his ears perking forward in the direction that the femme is standing.

There are many things that he is capable of telling simply through his sense of sound; such as her position is given away by the subtle shift in the water’s current. He does not know if she is accepting of his presence so closely despite the pleasing bark she had given just moments before and so he remains ready to back off and give her what space she desires, his ears ever attentive to her movements.

There is a sadness that lingers from the realization that of the hundreds of inhabitants within Moladion, the two of them were to happen upon each other. But perhaps the Great Spirit has presented this girl to challenge them both and to bring them from what comfort zones they had grown accustomed to. They would have to determine new ways to communicate with one another on account of Haziel’s lack of sight and Daisy’s lack of speech. It would not be a feat too impossible to overcome and surely the intelligent angel-born will devise a way to communicate with the other and perhaps to create a new ally.

”What are you doing up here? It’s dangerous.” He questions her as he awaits her acceptance of his presence so close to her own. Perhaps she may not be able to answer him in full, but she could certainly attempt to show him what was so marvelous about the river before the fall.