Bearclaw Valley Yeah the sleight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger

Skoll found himself wondering why the other wolf was out so late, but didn't ask the question. One didn't shove the same question onto another. It was easier to answer questions than answer them, though Skoll wasn't fond of answering things in the first place. Though he assumed Evien meant no harm, and the questions didn't have any harm in him answering them. As it turns out, he minded less during the night. 

Another shrug. "Seems so." A reply. Skoll hadn't anticipated running into any of the others, at least Evien was the lesser of the horrors. He wasn't sure he could handle being around one of the others when he was having an okay night, anyway. He might've ignored them. Like the dark woman he patroled with did before. 

It was a nice night - Skoll agreed in his head. Also moving to stare up there. "I have a question for you, Evien." He chided, not quite asking just yet.