That was okay though, right? At least it was working for the Archer, though he knew better than to try and speak on another's behalf. Maybe the stranger before him was in need of structure and guidance, or of purpose. He thought of @Rashina and the beliefs she shared with their grandmothers.
"C'mon. Let's get us some food."
While the other was figuring things out, Clouse might as well keep him company long enough for a meal. He motioned with his muzzle and turned round, inky black tail waving back and forth in his wake.