Yoite wasn't exactly used to keeping track of people in his usual day to day combat, but when people begin to gather, he makes his way over there, brandishing his stick and whacking mongeese back out of the way.

He landed next to the group and looked towards the east, positioning himself hopefully in a way that demonstrated he was trying to help keep the creatures off of them.

If he didn't make it to the tree, he didn't particularly care, he wasn't sure what he'd do when he got there. This part he at least, had a sense of what he was doing.