Larksong Grotto His goal in life was to be an echo

I know we have another thread going on right now but...

The sun was weak that morning, Jhala thought anyway. It's warmth hardly made it to her dark fur, leaving the gentle breeze to ruffle up her coat. She walked quietly through the territory, uncertain of what she should be doing. She had usually stuck to the borders, but this morning she was not in the mood for another border patrol; nothing ever happened.

Her pale paws overturned stones as she went, the rough ground hardening her gray paw-pads. They were as tough as stones, and yet she still managed to get thorns stuck in them whenever she traveled through wooded areas. Reek's scent soon hit her nose, and the girl's ears perked with interest. Perhaps he needed help with something, or was out and about and needed a partner. She wasn't sure, she could only hope. The agouti girl padded quickly in his direction, finding him at the edge of a lake. She padded up to him, letting out a low chuff as she approached. She was lowered to the ground, now nervous that she had interrupted something important. Perhaps he wanted to be alone, he did not seem to be in the perkiest of moods. She waited for a response, one that would tell her to remain or to fuck off.