Her black eyes regard him still. Watching his careful steps closer, though he's right in his pause, the other reindire do stir when he comes closer. Ears flicking backwards and forwards, a shiver of powerful flanks as they try to decide whether they should pay attention to this threat.

But dutifully Angel cranes her long neck backwards, licking another against their muzzle to say that it's safe, and butting her head against another one to settle them all back into the pile. Their eyes finally deciding he's no threat, and dropping back to where they napped with heads folding over each other and legs tucked in little.

With them calmed once more, Angel tilts back. Back to her company and extends in turn towards him. Sniffing at the ear to take his scent distantly, and calls once more, a soft bark. It's safe, now.