Dragoncrest Cliffs rumble slow

For a moment, Chacal thought that Haunt might try singing, when she repeated the one word twice. There was something just rhythmic enough about it that she thought perhaps Haunt was either trying to do something similar, or perhaps she'd subconsciously picked up the art of reiteration from her repetitive melodies and it had wormed its way into her vernacular. Either way- it was somewhat encouraging to think that perhaps there was a chance someone else could, and would, speak to her- even when she had to sing her words out. 

So she didn't hesitate in replying with her birdsong voice, which had become more and more comfortable with every note. "Yes, yes, on to the next one," She said, before she trotted off, continuing their journey through that area of the Cliffs, alternating leader and follower and checking in on the caches they found.