Silence

Khranbari grimaced against the question of the wolf. What did he have to offer them? Valta. She had called it. He thought for a second. Gaze drifting over her with slight inspection before looking to the small bird now peaking for a better few. He took this opportunity to open his jaws and one quick motion, the bird was gone. Nothing but a distance memory now. "It wouldn't quite matter what I had to bring. It all dwells down to what you need." Khranbari usually wasn’t the talkative type. At this moment, though, it was needed.

He lifted a brow in her direction. Chuckling at the silly tone of voice they chose to speak. It bothered him none. Such a joke having caused him to even make a sound of amusement.

"Speech"