She shrugged off the marking of the territory, dismissing it from her mind for the time being, since she was so tired. She nodded, as he quickly left from within the blanket with her, but she wondered to herself why he had darted so quickly away. She pulled the blanket about her, standing their quietly, watching him string and tie the two hammocks into one. "When did you learn to do all these things? I did not learn to sew until I was almost 6, and I started to learn to read shortly after I can remember talking. Maybe around the age of four? You do so much with your hands," she observed coolly. When he finished, she watched him hop into the hammock with ease, and as he motioned for her, she walked over, wrapped up in the sweet smelling blanket. When she sat down, the black bear fur softly touched his elbow as she climbed and settled into the hammock, pulling her knees up to her chest. "Do you sleep quietly?"