The sun slipped through the cracks in the trees of the forest. She'd looked up to try to find it to return to where she has been trying to go to but no matter what she just kept getting lost. Leaning against a tree, the blonde pulled out a map to study over. "Why haven't I gotten back to that path I'd been on and why does this forest seem different the more I move around?" She mused aloud.
“Because you aren’t in your lands anymore, it’s not a very good map, it doesn’t include any of our lands,” Gladio said casually, leaning over the human, voice idle, practically appearing out of nowhere in the forest, towering over her.
He did nothing to hide his hooves, or his antlers, and he was dressed only in pants, with a quiver and a bow slung over his back, and pipes hanging from a belt. “You’re infringing on places mortals aren’t meant to tread.”