Moonspear one day, we may

While her ears stayed pressed forward, she caught that subtle glimpse of paleness coming closer. More and more, she was finally getting used to having little shadows trail her motions over the mountain but less and less, she shooed them back towards the heart of the territory.

Gesturing her welcome at her pale daughter -- the only one she could ever identify so easily, she hoped the girl would join her immediately. She swept her tail softly but otherwise kept it subdued; the prey were not so close, but she didn't want to risk too much with the winds possibly shifting. "Do you see them?" she asked quietly, then swung her muzzle down the mountain towards the  bighorn sheep grazing a way away. They were well counter-shaded, and laying low so not to draw a lot of attention -- or so she imagined from her point of view. She glanced down at Korei, curious.