Perhaps because of the corvid in him, the Peryton is at least a bit more capable of thinking complexly... but so far that's just meant hiding in trees and mimicking sounds to throw the hunters about. Many of the other beasts in the forest either run or fight... but the Peryton is well aware of his own weaknesses. There's no good running when he can barely run as it is, with flying not something meant to happen nonstop, and starting a fight seems like a bad idea.

The creature who he's been listening to for some time, rattling his eardrums, is nearer, now. The Peryton can tell that much. His ears twitch at the change of sound, unsure of what to make of it. While he's not sure the creature making it is being used by those hunters... That doesn't mean he's going to leave the trees anytime soon.

Still, after a thoughtful pause, the Peryton carefully shifts what needs shifting, and sends an approximate mimic of the sound right back.