Shadewood Tired Eyes

while he was following chacal, val glanced around them. the forest was largely unfamiliar, and thickly settled. if it weren't for hearing chacal's feet ahead, valravn would quickly get lost.

on they pattered, followed by the rain -- valravn was briefly distracted by a large and splintered branch which crossed the trail where it had cracked from a tree above. it was the perfect length to engage in some good old tug-of-war with chacal -- speaking of chacal... valravn didn't hear her anymore.

the stick hung in his jaws as valravn paused, ears going akimbo as he strained to listen for his sister's feet in the squelching earth. he heard nothing but the persistent patter of rain.

full of a bit more confidence than his hiding sister, valravn strode right by where chacal skulked, dragging the branch with soft thump-thumps behind him.