Shadewood Tired Eyes

small, adorable noises sounded from chacal (sidenote: WHEN had his sister gotten so CUTE?!) -- valravn continued onwards in determination.

mud churned underfoot as he went. he half-expected chacal to be pulled along, but she dropped her head -- which had a seesaw effect on the stick, which now swung up on val's end. he was swung around as if in a gyre, nearly tripping over his legs in the process.

fumbling in the mud, valravn regained his footing with his teeth still firmly secured on the stick -- but rather than do anything, he simply plopped down into the sodden earth with his legs over the stick, and began to chew voraciously. hah! cant pull it away if i'm sitting on it!