Bearclaw Valley Blowing away the scenery around me

Cry caught the nod, and could swear this kid was older than his age led him to be, but the shadow guard kept his face unchanging. 

  The ivory pup spoke the word, treating it on his tongue before mastering it completely. This child kept amazing Cry. That undoubtedly got him closer to unlocking a bind to the child. Still bleak, but possible.

Xan had asked where it went, but missed words in his sentence. A way to fix it was to re ask the posed question, not to chastise the child for mispeaking. The pup would hear the words missed, and remember them in their next application, and next, application to bigger and more complex things. 
Psychology.

A genuinely curious face was placed by Cry, and solemnly he asked,

"Where did it go? The snail?"

Curiosity lay in the ebonys cold gaze, as he intently swiveled his ears to Xan, showing he was fully listening to the smaller wolf.