Moonspear Nothing wrong with the radio

Sorry, Killer replied quickly, upon seeing her startle. He hadn't intended that. No problem—sorry for scaring you! Just curious. . .

She explained, turning toward her pelts. He nodded slowly, moving forward to get a closer look at the sodden furs in the water.

Hi, Ajei. I'm Killdeer, he said, smiling. D'you want some help? There were a lot of pelts, and they seemed heavy, especially weighed down by water as they were. 

His eyes were still captivated by the verdant glow of her own.