Painted Moose
Ika was a pretty name. It made him smile at her. Closing his bag of treats he put it in the small bag at his side. He hadn't been expecting her to say she'd stay out with him. Tiam looked up with a bit of surprise before he recovered and nodded. Then, as if he suddenly remembered he motioned for her to walk toward the village in front of him. "Right, a nice gentleman walks a lady home when it's late. After you miss Ika." He could at least escort her back to the village if nothing else.
