Falls of the Hinterlands the card games and ease

Patroclus heard the clipped tone. She did not seem...pleased like him. Which was a shame and allowed him to wonder. Why be here if she did not wish to converse?

Patroclus. He answered evenly, feeling dismissed by her shortness. Eyed the bird perched upon her. Why was it here? There was no food around and they were but two wolves simply conversing. Sort of.

He rose, stretched and aimed to come down from his stone. A little shake of his coat. It was kind of you to answer my call. He started with slowly, wondering if he might soften what seemed to be a hard exterior.