Dragoncrest Cliffs rumble slow

A shrug by itself would've hit Haunt as noncommittal and quite likely discouraged any further attempts to converse. But Chacal didn't just roll a shoulder, she frowned sheepishly and flicked her ears. It was kind of fascinating, relying on such small, nonverbal cues, and Haunt was pleased to discover she might actually be decently fluent in body language and expressions.

Of course, she needed to test that theory. "Not much experience, then? Me either," Haunt admitted, looking off to the side as Chacal inventoried the latest cache. "But I've been tracking a herd of deer lately. I don't try anything, I just observe. You could join me sometime, if you wanted." Now her yellow eyes danced back to Chacal, wondering if she'd guessed correctly and whether her cohort would respond to the invitation.