Bearclaw Valley Yeah the sleight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger

Getting praise from someone felt weird, it left a strange feeling within his body that he could not place. A frown tore itself onto his face, perhaps Skoll should not think of why he was left like that. His eyes turned away from the smaller wolf and instead stared at the area in front of the two. And then the yawn caught his attention. 

"Maybe you should head to sleep, then." He noted at the comment about being tired. 

Skoll himself wasn't tired, being awake at this hour was normal for him but maybe it wasn't for Evien. Taking the wolf's mind off of things wasn't his goal, but maybe at least being there for someone else was good. It reminded him of the times Merrick was all too emotional and Skoll didn't know what to do. 

"I enjoyed our talk as well." He decided to say.