Duck Lake A real go getter

The young man's hunt was successful, and she silently cheered him on, face breaking into an unconscious smile. She came closer, pawsteps muffled by the loud murmur of flapping, fleeing wings.

Once within calling distance, she chuffed his way, giving him a warm expression.

Well caught, she said, pitched just loud enough for him to hear. I'd love to help catch more if you'll have me.

It had been too long since she'd hunted wth another, and she was craving company just now.