Moonspear silver silence

As soon as she had agreement from the both of them, she was halfway through a pivot and off without another word. Over her shoulder she chuffed something that did not quite make out the words, but her sentiment was clear to the last two of her second lot: c'mon.

She knew a cache or two worth looking into. If that was a bust, she also knew a speckled Ostrega with a good nose who could certainly help her sniff out something. She had no doubts that they would eat, and soon gained speed off down the trail she had chosen with the pair of juveniles following after.