Moonspear take your time

Never before had someone discouraged her from signing. Charles didn't do that, exactly, though his remark gave her pause. It didn't offend her in the least, though she wondered if it bothered him somehow. Perhaps he simply found it distracting?

"It's kind of like blinking or breathing, sometimes," she explained with a good-natured smile, repeating, "I don't even realize I'm doing it." And most wolves didn't seem to mind one bit, most even expressing interest in the silent language. Idly, she wondered if she would forget ptero if she were to let herself get out of the habit. Was that even possible?

Meerkat shifted her focus to the actual conversation at hand. She'd never heard of Easthollow or any stone circles, so she asked, "Is it very far from here? What's your home like?" Her legs twitched almost of their own accord, intending to make the signs along with the spoken words, and her lips twitched too, amused as she consciously suppressed the impulse.