"Got it-" Felih says before she's even finished speaking, his ears already up and focused. His impulsiveness sends him zooming off in one direction, coming up from one of the wolf's sides as he prepares a spell in his hand, hoping to send something at it that'll send it running and yelping.

As they approach, it becomes very clear that the sound really is a coeurl kit- now orphaned, seemingly, helplessly crawling about the den and quite young. His protective instincts are kicking in hard- now he just has to hope his chocobo won't spook.

He keeps a careful eye on K'pandolu, making sure she's safe as they make their pincer approach.