Lost Creek Hollow Should I revise or rewrite

mona was indeed feeling awkward, wanting to return to bearclaw before she spoke too openly and easily for her leaders. "nothing of note. we keep to ourselves, but it will be good to have neighbors." 'good' was dubious, but the firefly was cordial to her marrow. a glance to the sky, a rueful smile.
"i should get back. it was very nice to meet you, treason." with a little bow in the other's direction, mona turned smartly and began a stride back toward her packlands, pausing only to see if the creek wolf had anything else to add.