Redhawk Caldera you don't fuckle with the shuckle

I just love Towhee so damn much. <3

Raven knew her sister wouldn't be able to resist a race, and she grinned mischievously as the girl rose to her challenge. It wasn't until the two stood side-by-side that it struck her just how fast time was going by. The adorable, roly-poly little fuzzball of only a few months ago was now taller than she was. The height difference was only that of a few hairs for now, but Towhee was still growing and there would come a day when she might tower over Raven. She had a fleeting moment of wtf when did this happen before Towhee was off and running, almost immediately leaving her older sister in the dust.

Raven was light and fast, though, and hadn't been out patrolling all morning like Towhee had. It only took a couple of minutes for her to mostly catch up to the younger she-wolf, but no matter how hard she pushed herself, she couldn't gain that extra few inches she needed to overtake her sister's lead. That was okay with her, though -- she didn't mind letting the youngster win. It was good for her confidence. Raven couldn't help the wild cackle that burst from her as the two of them barreled toward the water that shimmered in the rapidly-decreasing distance. Some days it just felt so good to be alive!