Dragoncrest Cliffs rumble slow

The questions asked made Chacal ruffle slightly- not because she felt that Haunt might judge her for her answer, but because Chacal judged herself for failing in her efforts. Unless she'd had the power to become invisible, there was no way she would have been able to sneak any closer to the flock of grouse and snatch one of them before they could take off. Before she could think of a melody to use in order for her words to flow, Haunt introduced herself. And Chacal had to admit...She actually seemed pretty chill. And she also liked hunting- but apparently, wasn't going to make herself into competition for Chacal's chosen area of expertise. 

She hummed again- only a couple notes, though, before she repeated back to the beginning of the melody so she could sing through the phrase. "My name is Chacal, and I must confess- my grouse hunt....was not a success," She felt kind of odd, trying to force rhyme into what she was saying. It had perhaps a bit too much flair- and she felt she was already drawing more than enough attention to her words simply by speaking in such a singsong voice. It felt childish, communicating with rhyme. Her ears turned back, then, and she frowned. Maybe this wasn't the best way to try and communicate.