Bearclaw Valley let the light in

The man cowered, and his anxiety revealed itself in his speech. She had known he was a fearful creature, one who pledged allegiance in hopes he might be spared the rod of repercussions. 

Defiantly, almost, he croaked out about his return. It was then that Ameline crouched and leapt from the boulder, and landed on the ground before him, sending little grasshoppers and moths into flight around her. 

Surprisingly, her expression was fairly neutral. 

You chathed off a pack of coyoteth? She asked calmly, for clarification.