Whitefish River find me in the moonlight

Although she had never been one to read too deeply into meaningless conversations, Moonstone took note of the way of Grayday phrased his offer. Her ears swiveled atop her head, but she said nothing, other than the silent displacement of the carcass to where he stood. A moment of silence passed before she spoke up again; That doesn't sound too bad. Moonstone was a bit unsure and a little uneasy, but it was nothing that she doubted would pass. And besides, it was late. Maybe Grayday was just a bit tired, in which case, she could definitely sympathize with his slip up. She'd been known to get herself into all sorts of trouble once the night set in, but that was another story. 

C'mon then, she said, giving a nudge to the air in Grayday's direction, Let's see what you're hiding up there.