Stone Circle Now, am I wrong?

The cloudy grey male smiled, and whined through his teeth. He refused to drop the raven which Phiipa found kind of odd. Not even to tell his own name. But it wasn't her place to judge him. His greeting was nevertheless a friendly one, so the girl smiled. 

Can you talk or do you just choose not to? She asked inquisitively, her ears perked atop her head attentively. She didn't actually expect that he couldn't speak, she was more so just trying to encourage him to do so. She took a few steps toward him, her golden tail still wagging.