Hushed Willows and you've been doing what, exactly?

If she weren't so focused on this odd scent, Banner might have felt proud of Tambourine's reaction.  He grew silent and serious in an instant - behavior she hadn't seen from the boy thus far.  She spared a quick glance of approal his way before stepping forward several paces toward where the pack's borders ended.

The short female's posture was stiff and low as she moved.  Cautious as she was, Banner wasn't prepared for the rustling she heard.  Ff--!  Smothering whatever was about to come out of her mouth, she stopped abruptly and exhaled sharply when a fat little raccoon rushed out from below a nearby willow tree and scurried out and away from Marauder's Keep territory.  She glared after it, rooted to the spot while she loudly grumbled: Stupid fat little f.. mask-wearing bastard..  Young ears were still present but she couldn't help letting a curse slip.