Gyrfalcon's Keep twist and shout like an angry crow

He watched her come, hips swaying and head tilting, and his features wound into an oh boy. expression. Not the oh boy! of an excited young boy who just had a mouthwatering cake brought out to the table in front of him, but the sarcastic oh boy of someone who had seen the cake before and was not impressed the first time, and thus, was not excited for it the second time.  

Siren.

She did not greet him as she sank her cute little ass into the snow. Instead, she questioned him. One ear was pinned forward and the other flicked back as he gave his tail an annoyed twitch, pursing his lips and staring for a moment before he decided to answer.

"Yeah."

Yeah, he was wandering around alone in the winter. Emphasis on alone. Though he might not be intent on keeping it that way for much longer, he was certainly intent on keeping it now.