Heron Lake Plateau how cheerfully he seems to grin

With all the barebone craftiness of a bandit-raccoon, Svalinn made a beeline for the alpha's densite. His arrival was particularly well-timed; there was a single target exposed, and no adults to be seen. The miscreant child wasn't yet proficient enough to be able to tell if either vigilant parent was about at the moment, but he was keen enough to know an opportunity when he saw one. In a hesitant slink, he stalked closer to the toiling girl, ears flickering with each crescendo of her churlish growls.

Because she hadn't noticed him behind her yet, his plan of attack went to the wayside and was instead replaced by the idea of a mischievous prank. It was hard to sneak up on Raleska, who was even older than him, but this dark cub was too young to have the same wits about her, and he was eager to put his "surprise!" ability to the test. Landing a solid fwump, he closed the last few lengths between them with a jump and a "RAWR!"