Roan didn’t react as Glenn came to hide next to him, though he was kind of surprised the big guy had managed, to be honest. Peeking out carefully and quietly, he got a look at things, hearing the horse approaching. He carefully waved for Glenn to stay down, not wanting him to move and give away their presence. Looking at the rider, he saw she seemed nervous, checking over her shoulder for someone or something. Of course, the ever cunning Roan saw there were numerous ways she could improve her technique, and who better to learn from than someone else who was certainly no stranger to running. There was just the matter of approaching her...

Being hit by a stroke of inspiration, Roan sat on his rear, before letting out a loud yawn and sitting up, peeking his head above the foliage, looking around sleepily as he pretended to adjust his eyes to the light. He mumbled, “Horse...” as if to imply that the noise had awoken him.