Sawtooth Spire Harvey Two-Face

Tonravik's ears pricked, listening for any sound of movement by the prey they sought. Firstly, she heard a questioning tone, and Tonravik looked to him, mute for a moment. In a way, she understood the question as any parent might understand one they knew from the moment they entered the earth. "Wagnilerit, k'yush," came her quiet voice, her command simple as she looked to him, keep quiet. She reached gingerly for an ear to hold without force between her teeth for a moment, to indicate the body part, and spoke again now (and if she successfully held the ear, she would release it): "Tussarpok..." listen. Her ears swiveled forward as she turned toward the warren again, then sweeps her muzzle over his eyes and instructs, "Taku." Look.

And she was quiet. Tonravik knew patience was no strong suit of cubs, but fortunately, there was no need. For a rabbit unwittingly came upon the scene, and Tonravik quivered in place but looked firstly to her son. What would he do? It occurred to her belatedly he might ruin the success she would otherwise have in this particular hunt, but she would not go away with an empty mouth.