Shadewood Just a little taste

Her littermate's wandering has agitated the girl, and it shows in the way she paces restlessly with hackles prickling around @Phex for several long minutes, fuming but silent as ever. It doesn't seem right to her that her brother should drift from her so carelessly; they'd been born together, after all, and ought to stay together. Realizing that perhaps Valour only needs a reminder, she abruptly halts her pacing and sets off in the direction her littermate had gone, following his scent at a leisurely pace.
She calms somewhat when her gaze lands on his familiar form, fur settling along her back, though her displeasure is still clear. Then the scent of blood reaches her, and her focus shifts altogether. She draws up alongside him with a sharp, quiet exhale, sitting beside him with her eyes fixed on the source of the scent. It fascinates her, and Valour's obvious good mood only adds to her curiosity. She's vaguely reminded of their recent shift in diet, the blood-and-bile scent of the meat their mother regurgitates for them. But... this is much more appealing. Her gaze flits to her brother's briefly, and she leans down to swipe her tongue once over his paw before sinking sharp puppy teeth into the wound.