Sleeping Dragon there's an old man sitting on the throne

She was all too concerned about the doe getting away to realize the expression that was upon her sister’s face. Instead, she lingered in their silence as she waited for rejection. Though, to her surprise, said rejection never came. Her face lit up to this and the turned quickly towards the scent, hopeful that they would be able to hunt it down. She knew that time was of the essence in this and that she would do everything in her power to ensure that they would make it to the easy target.

She loped off at a quickened pace, her tail lifting as she advanced on the trail. Turning to her sister, whom she had not seen since their parents had left, she offered a faint smile. Despite the urgency in all of this, she knew she needed to make time to check in on her younger sibling.

“Shopta?” she asked vaguely, giving the goufa a once-over as they jogged. She hoped though this expression that she would get some insight of how her sister was faring.