Dragoncrest Cliffs rumble slow

Chacal tried hard to make it look as though she was simply minding her own business, but she was curious what Haunt was up to, and perhaps a bit curious as to what her nature was like. She gave the pale female a slight side-eye at first, when she noticed that she'd been spotted, not wanting to approach her directly...But it seemed as though her companion was a lot more chill than Chacal originally thought she might be. She asked a question, and with it, she made no accusations or comments. She'd expected perhaps a bit of passive-aggressiveness in response to being thrown such shade the other day but this...Was actually kind of refreshing. 

But then came the trouble of communicating. But in the past few days, Chacal had been working, more often than not on her own, one experimenting with using melody to help her form her words properly. So, for a second or two she thought about what tune might be simple, not too noticeable, and one that was low enough in her range that she could hum quietly. Once she'd found one, she hummed a few notes- before somewhat abruptly singing one word. "Grouse." Her voice quavered with light vibrato, and she waited a moment, with baited breath, to see how her means of expression might be received.