dak
Dak, seeing the cast of the Wall Sprit's eyes, drops his own eyes in shame.
"I'm sich a..."
He licks his muzzle, eyes darting sideways to avoid the great stone visage. Raising his face, the slight sibbecai sqares his narrow shoulders.
"Mr. Spir't, I am sorry I hollered at you. I do appreciate the infermation wot you have so graciously told, but I ain't got no right to holler at such a great and fine spir't as yourself. I place m'sef in your service."
"We gone make this right, sir."
He reaches out tentatively and touches the wall, then presses his whole body against it, whispering some secret to the spirit.
[ooc: He gives the spirit his truename.]