Cyclonus, watched these two, he wanted nothing more than his forest to be safe. and if these two were to do something wrong here, he would do something about it. He may love people, but his forest was something he didn't want harmed. A bad feeling curled up inside of him about these two. And his bad feelings were never wrong.
Something or someone might come to this forest soon, and he had a bad feeling that these two might be part of it somehow. The only way to get trouble out of the forest is to lead them out. Cyclonus, kept watching, his three tails split apart from each other and slowly moved. His white/silver fur might stick out, but maybe that would be a good thing. Maybe that might scare them off thinking this forest is haunted. But he just stared as the two had a conversation among themselves.
'If they stay good and pure in my forest I could let them stay.' he thought to himself. Along coming another thought. 'I shall speak to the spirits about these two and find out what I must. For now I shall wait and watch.' And that is what he just did, he waited.