Bearclaw Valley my isle of golden dreams

indra shook her head slowly, her skin wagging in the aftermath as her shake shuddered down her spine. when tadec mentioned a surprise she perked up, though she cast a doubtful glance to laurel. she was loathe to leave her sister -- for any amount of time -- but they were well rested and she had taken cares to bring laurel meals often. curious but reluctant to leave her post, indra offered an unsure smile. "could we come back before then?" she asked, almost pleaded -- though tadec's promise of supplying a hare somewhat eased her worry and his subsequent grin seemed to reaffirm her gradual acceptance of the offer.

quickly indra glanced into the den to inform laurel of her departure, and then as she resurfaced she nodded, swallowing her apprehension with a careful smile. "where are we going?"