Blackfeather Woods a bad thought is blossoming behind my skull

he scrutinizes her, such a keen eye for such a child, and she surveys his annoyed expression with a kind of confusion.  what did he want from her?  she is beginning to become frustrated with both her inability and the situation.

he makes a noise, so she copies it the best she can, a drawn out rr-ooooo.  would that appease him?