Dragoncrest Cliffs Hang Out

Chacal was an inqusitive wolf, and one who was very sensitive to the energy levels presented by others. With the sudden uptick in interest expressed by the red-tailed wolf, Chacal bounded to her feet and pattered her front paws against the ground excitedly as he suggested they should dig the rodent out from its den by digging in from the back, or where the end of its tunnel might be. She hadn't thought of that- but it was an absolutely brilliant plan and made her burble excitedly. "Ch'vais ta-ta-ta-ta. Aaaa-ta-ta...Ta-ta..." She trailed off as she found herself coming to a verbal dead end in fetching up on a word that she couldn't find. She'd also failed to realize that perhaps Njord did not speak the language her Maman spoke and had attempted to communicate in one of her two mother tongues which might also have gone over Njord's head. Feeling a bit self-aware, knowing that she probably sounded like a babbling baby, she simply did what she'd tried to tell him she'd do- and flattened herself to the ground not far from the entrance to the groundhog's tunnel, to wait and see if it would come out when it heard someone digging nearby.