It was a rather large snake, actually. He wondered if the one called Larkspur ever got sore shoulders from it. With wings relaxing to his sides more, the hoofed lion eased up on his caution upon receiving the answer, "Ah," they seemed chill enough, so he asked more calmly, "Where you headed?" he still wasn't quite ready to just let them go yet, not without assessing them more. Not long after that, Roxanne's voice would suddenly shout out from above, and his head would tilt upwards to find the bright pink leopard child perched among the trees. A low hiss escaped his maw - doesn't she know to stay hidden when strangers show up close to our den? But the cat was out of the bag now, too late for all that. Looking back down at Larkspur, he'd crack a small smile and shrug nonchalantly, "Yeah uh, we've been kind of looking for her. My name's Matthias; I'm a merchant," never hurts to spread the knowledge of his profession.