"WHO ARE YOU?"

Stopping in their tracks, the young courser stopped. Ears falling back as they stepped back a bit from the smoke in his face from the large lumbering beast. It's eyes almost appeared to be in two different ways. It was hard to pick one to look at. Talons in their rear caused them to glance back, blinking for a moment at the bird they found trapped in another chamber of the dungeon. Before finally looking back and picking an eye. 

"I'm just.. just a traveler! M-my names Zezlil..and this is my buddy! Gregory!-" 

"WHAT DO YOU SEEK..?" 

The horse stood with its mouth agape for a moment. Trying to not focus on the talons shifting against his fur. Swallowing hard after a moment. 

"Adventure.. sir. I'm trying to become braver. Like my parents were-" 

"HMMM..."