Kirl walked through the forest slowly, the young woman pulling back the hood of her cloak, closing her eyes, and tilting her head up towards the leaves on the trees, letting the dappled sunlight shine onto her face. Her hyena companion, Oax, sat down next to her and leaned against Kirl's leg, grunting softly in happiness.
The young woman opened her green eyes as she heard the faint sound of pipes playing a distance off. She walked towards the sound silently, her years in the forests teaching her how to move without a sound. Oax followed right behind her, also silent, her ears priced forwards, listening to the sound of the music.
The music got louder and Kirl knew she was going in the right direction. After a few minutes of walking she came to a clearing in the trees, and sitting in the clearing, and doe resting her head on his lap, was a Satyr playing the pipes.
Kirl and Oax stood there, watching him and listening to the music, not interrupting and waiting to let him notice them.