Hushed Willows hushed

Grace was on her own morning walk, limping along the borders in place of her adoptive mother. Having been ordered away from the invisible line, the creamy elder had sent the yearling in her wake. The Rose girl was happy to leave her scent a little stronger on the Marauders lands, having gained more and more confidence since her day of joining. She was still quite skittish of strangers, however, and so when Little Voice's paw steps were suddenly heard behind her, the russet girl lowered her ears and tail before glancing nervously back at the white male. She gives a shy smile but stays quiet.