Daerin took no time to row the lifeboat to shore. Climbing out of the small boat carefully, he let out a grunt when his feet met with the water, then pulled his brother out. He trudged his way to the shore, pulling the life boat up with him, and making sure that Mae was still beside him. Fixing the crossbow that was slung around his shoulder, Dae let his eyes wander around the island, watching each of the people. There was an odd looking man, a human woman, and a tall elf. He felt his eyes narrow into a slight glare towards the humans, the girl especially. She seemed equipped as the men who attacked the village long ago were. The odd man seemed...odd. As if not human, but human all the same. Shaking his head slightly, he tried to get the thoughts out of his head; sure he didn't like humans, but he had to at least go somewhere rather than stay on the shore. He watched as the female and the elf walked in the same direction. Listening carefully, Dae realized that he could hear running water in the direction that the two were walking. Grabbing Maechon's hand, Daerin began to pull him in said direction also. They would need some sort of water after all, and preferably not from the ocean.
"Come on," he gave a short huff, "We're gonna go that way too."

Maechon followed his brother rather obediently. He himself didn't know much about being out and about in the wild, but Dae did. Then again, Mae had the feeling that even if he had said that he didn't want to go that way, Daerin would have forced him. He loved his brother, he really did, but sometimes Dae could be...too protective in a way. Dae didn't like to separated when he had the choice, Mae knew that. It wasn't as though Maechon minded though, he liked being with his brother. He wasn't really good with any other person, so being around Dae was nice.
"A stream?" he asked, "Or a waterfall maybe?"
"Yea, seems like it. At least from what I can hear," his brother adjusted the weapons on his back once more, "C'mon, lets try n' catch up to them. At least one of them isn't a filthy human."
Maechon nodded, ignoring the comment about the human. Unlike his brother, Maechon didn't care about the humans; he didn't hate them. Maybe it was because he had been practically a baby when the humans had attacked, but Mae found himself unable to hate them to the extent that Daerin did.

He felt Daerin quicken his pace slightly, and Maechon found himself taking longer strides than he was used to just to keep up.