The gnome's question seems to catch Cael by surprise. "Yeah, I'm fine. Strider kept me away from it's horns." "Just like I should have kept him out of harm's way" he thinks.

"Thanks for asking though." Cael looks up from where he is setting up camp, "Sorry if I'm a little grumpy. I expected the herd and the old bull to run away from danger. I never even considered that he might charge." He continues in a much quieter tone, really just talking to himself, "And my carelessness almost got Strider killed."
Caelianodal is a rather plain looking elf in studded leather armor. A composite shortbow is never far from his hand. Just call me 'Cael' he says, everyone does.