Dragoncrest Cliffs Like this body of conflict

She follows along dutifully after the smaller canine though off to the side so she can see what’s happening. Most of her focus falls on Wildfire that the sudden appearance of prey takes her by surprise and she stalls a few steps when the feisripa takes off after the sprightly thing. Furi kicks herself into gear and follows after, trying to catch up, but both marten and matron prove faster than she can compete with.
 
Her sides heave when she finally watches the rodent disappear from view. Wildfire turns back and shrugs and Furi awkwardly smiles that it’s all right. As she attempts to catch her breath, she trots a few feet forward to close the distance. “You’re really fast,” she states the obvious, nervously licking her lips that she’s said something too stupidly obvious.