[Deciding he's not going to glean any further insight by just sitting on his haunches, Lichen approaches silently, coming to a stop at the edge of the firelight. He sniffs the air again audibly, trying to puzzle out the odd combination of illness and wickedness the stranger is emanating.

If the person isn't too groggy, they might notice the bear skull and the eerily tall outline of the figure wearing it standing just outside their campsite.]