Redtail Rise The Conversation of Eiros and Charmion

ancelin snorted. "i mean to where you sleep." her deep voice no longer unnerved it; in the way of children, he was becoming quickly acclimated to it. "maybe tomorrow i can show you mine." 
they had to trust each other. he narrowed his eyes at the girl, then rose to his full height, stretching all of his legs one at a time. "could you always talk?" ancelin asked, still deeply curious about why she had chosen this moment of all. 
he blinked, ears sharp.