Redhawk Caldera I'll interrogate the cat.

Though she shifted back to face him, there was a reluctance in Towhee's gaze that spoke volumes. Elwood was fairly certain that she wouldn't be willing to explain what was bothering her, but after a long moment, she exhaled heavily and signed at a pace that he could easily interpret. There were still missing pieces on his end, but he was able to understand the gist of what she was saying.

He frowned deeply, feeling her pain as though it was his own. Despite the fact that she clearly wanted to drop the subject and move on to a patrol, which required less verbalization and emotion, he wasn't going to let her go just yet. He shook his head. -No,- he gestured carefully. The next few signs were painstakingly slow, but he felt the need to use his body language rather than his words. He had the feeling that it wasn't his own misunderstanding that had upset her. -It gets Elwood too, when Elwood can't talk to Towhee,- he said, and it was true; he hated not being able to carry on a conversation easily with her. It wasn't her fault, but it wasn't his, either.

-Elwood understands. Elwood helps Towhee talk to outsiders?- He raised his brows questioningly, hoping that she would understand his meaning. While he certainly wasn't the most fluent wolf in the pack -- he had said so himself -- he would go to any lengths to help Towhee communicate with the newcomers. -Elwood learn more sign language,- he added with a half-smile.