The creak causes Bariyan to freeze and snap his head towards Syllona. He spots her immediately, even through the thickly weave of branches, and stares intently at her. He doesn't re cognize her, not right away.

For a moment he's not sure of what to do. He hadn't expected to see someone else up here. This is, to say the least, slightly awkward.

For the moment, he holds holds a finger to his lips, points upwards towards the demons, and continues moving. Across, towards Syllona's tree, moving a couple branches down to get closer to her -- and then comes to a spot where the next lowest branch is more than twice his length below him.

So he waves at Syllona from where he is.

"Oy--" Bariyan pauses. Then brightens up. "Syllona of not wolves!"