Spotted Eagle Mountain You know I don't believe in ghosts

set sometime after this thread

They had finished making camp, but most likely wouldn't stay here long. Before they would continue, Khaba needed to clear the air with @Makono, as they had done so since he first spoke.
Sure they were alone, the mazoi drew to the girl's flank. We speak.. alone He whispered, careful so that none of their travel party would overhear. The progression of his vocabulary and pronunciation was coming along, but still, it would take time.
This... Khaba gestured to his muzzle with a small swipe of his paw. ... us only. His words, now that they had arrived- it wasn't something he was ready to share with all. Only Makono would know.