Moonspear hey hey what can i do

He sniffed and he listened and he looked around, but most of all he skulked along down a well-traveled pathway. A 'hey!' calling out to him jarred him clear out of any former preoccupation, and the boy shot his head right up to see what was going on. His path was heading right for her and he made no moves to change this, so jogged up to her with big eyes. While not typically one of his go-to adults to harass with a thousand questions, she did suit his need for something to stay busy with.

"Well..." he answered, and drew in an exaggerated breath. "Kinda," Jarilo explained, swinging his nose this way and that in a really vague sort of gesture. "I'm practicing so I can be strong for the good adventures," he detailed with a huff, because this seemed to be a hurdle he faced at times when chasing after his parents and sisters sometimes--a stamina that waned too soon, lacking stealth skills (citing an awkward, growing body still for that one though), or just a general unease when it came to certain things he hadn't faced much of so far. He just had to get over them and get good, because he had a long way to go before he could really run with his packmates and keep up. ".. Like the ones that get to go way down the mountain, too," Jarilo said, ears wiggling as he peeked off that way then--the way he'd been hoping to head in eventually, before returning to eyeball Wraen hopefully again.