Moonspear there upon your perch, say the words

He hoped that the gray little boy would get the hint and go in the way he pointed him with just that. The onslaught of other noise from within the depths of the den kept Jarilo's ears tucked tightly downward, and really, only further motivated him to make for more distance; his nosiness had been met with nothing but vaguely unpleasant answers this time around and none of it was inspiring him to push it any further than that.

More barks sounded, and taking the hint for all it was worth, Jarilo grumbled something inaudible at the notion back at it as he turned away to prance off. He'd be back later.. hopefully when they were done feeling quite so vicious towards him.