Dragoncrest Cliffs rumble slow

It seemed her earlier instinct had been correct. Haunt didn't react to Chacal's uncomfortable shrug beyond a brief, puzzled look. She felt awkward for a few minutes after that, though the feeling quickly dissipated as her focus returned to their task. What did she care if her pack mate made a melody out of everything? It was no skin off her back.

She would've been content to remain silent for the rest of their time together, though a question niggled at her and Haunt eventually voiced it. "Do you enjoy hunting big game?" If her early inquiry had made Chacal uneasy or even self-conscious, at least it was a "yes" or "no" question; it needn't even require a verbal reply.