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

The boy goggled at Banner a little bit as she spluttered. When she finished, he replied, "Okay," rather mildly and then peered back in the direction the raccoon had gone again. His pale eyes squinted. "Will it come back? Is it dangerous?" he wondered out loud. Maybe those were stupid questions but Tambourine was shameless in his quest for knowledge. He turned his lamp-like eyes back toward the Beta, who was no more than a barely discernible blackish shadow slightly darker than the surrounding night.