[Poggio]

He paused, it was badly spoken runing the illusion that the man was one of his kinsmen. He found watching the tiny fox wiggle with in the mans grasp. He softened his expression trying to reason with the fellow speaking. Silently he threw his hands in the air, a gesture he thought was one usual of surrender. Just in case things when wiry, he looked around for something to defend himself. Fully stepping out of the clearing he found a stick easily with in his reach but waited to see what the lad and the demon would do. "<Fauna? Are you mad?>"