Redtail Rise The Conversation of Eiros and Charmion

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"whoa!" the fact he was blown away by masquerade's choice to speak now was clear: he bristled suddenly, not in fright but in surprise, foreclaws gripping the earth. "you can talk!" his purpling eyes were wide; his tail whisked against the earth.
ancelin had to take a moment to process what she had said, so taken aback was he. "yeah. okay. that's good. thanks." and he tried to regain his upper hand of cold nonchalance, but masquerade had effectively shaken it for good.
her voice was so deep! "how do you talk like that?" ancelin asked, fascinated even as he felt the boyish pitch of his own tones pale in comparison. 
maybe she wasn't so bad. she seemed pretty sorry after all, their cousin. and masquerade was willing to help.