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

Tambourine wasn't impressed - or maybe he hadn't bought her chipper insistence that Stark knew it all? - and so he moved on.  Good.  That was for the best.  Banner blinked in the direction the raccoon scuttled off.  I don't think so.  If it were daytime he might be sick, but those little b..  things always come out at night, she added thoughtfully.  She'd only seen a raccoon during daylight hours once and that had been many moons ago.  Needless to say, the adults in her old pack ensured that their young kept far, far away.

A yawn overtook her then and Banner capped it off with a bit more noise than she'd indended.  Clearing her throat, she looked back to the young Tambourine.  I'm getting a little tired - I think I'll head back to the Crook, she said sleepily.  Are you going to keep on patrolling or would you like to accompany me back? she asked, happy to give him a choice that he may not have been presented with before.