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Nawat pawed at the dirt, casting a little dust cloud over top of the pile of feathers he'd gathered. They weren't quite the shiny he had been seeking, but they would do. There were always soq and natives willing to trade things for good feathers, he'd just have to find a way to keep them held down until he was ready to gather them up in his blanket and leave. He wasn't quite ready to leave yet. Despite his time spent in the mountains already he still found them awe inspiring. They were just like he saw in his dreams, when he was soaring above them in a form much smaller than the one he currently inhabited. But now he was grounded, and though the form was the same the scale seemed so much bigger. It would take a good day or more to scale back to the point he'd found the best feathers at. He'd take a rest first.

He could hear the other coming, the thunderous noise of hoof upon rock hard ground, but there seemed to be no caution to it. A guide perhaps? The thought cheered him, though he quickly reminded himself that he knew nothing of the approaching beast but that it did not soar. That would be a welcome change at least, he'd had more than enough of winged ones for the time being. "Who comes?" he bellowed, hearing his own childish voice echoing off the mountains as a few small stones fell. Perhaps not the wisest choice, but surely he had been heard. Just in case, he called out again.