Bonesplinter Ravine She say she love me at dusk

His brows furrowed. What kinda shit deal was she pulling? 
She should tell him, the young were to be educated not flipped off or shoved aside. He scowled with venom, trying to figure out this strangers agenda.

His ears flicked with uncertainty.
This woman was strange. "You don't need tuh keep yelling." He muttered, giving her another salted look.
"I'm Rowan Asenda-Blackfeather." He didn't know any history on who the war was with or where they lived. He assumed he'd never had to worry about it. He said his name with pride, looking at her with a grin now. Though the thought of blackfeather made him happy.
"What's yours?"