A sign was wanted and a sign came. Lailani allowed herself a small smile and let go of the breath she had been holding during her observation. 

[i]A little lost cub[/i], she thought. He’d be lucky to survive the night alone. In contemplating the best way to approach the strange man, the elf watched a moment longer. She had little experience interacting with the humans of permanent residencies but felt that perhaps the equine companion could be the bridge between their worlds. 

Before stepping forward, Lailani rummaged in her pack for a handful of berries she had procured earlier in the day. They were fresh, ripe, and juicy. She stood, rising from the underbrush like a gopher from the ground. From man to beast she looked, sending forth an inhuman purr from the back of her throat. She clicked and cooed in soothing patterns as she had always done to calm the animals in her clan during stormy evenings. 

Proffering the palm of berries to the steed at full arm’s length, she took a determined step into the clearing. One hand forward, the other empty and at her side, she awaited the response of these two lost cubs. Her gaze drifted between the two, inoffensive and questioning; [i]Do you want my help?[/i]