Bearclaw Valley nostalgia

whipthin with a slight look to her, she greeted him shyly. ancelin decided at once that the valley must help her respond with more robustness, and waved his tail as he adopted a more neutral position. "you're fast and patient. good things to be."
rex motioned to the spray of feathers, the bit of blood lingering in the air. "you specialize in birds then?" ancelin teased a little, hoping to encourage the other in hopes she'd open up. he wasn't one to press, but his curiosity was roused.