Dragoncrest Cliffs doing back spins, running man, and more

val cringed when a big old snort came his way, followed by a furious flapping of chacal's ears. before he could quip anything she was up, making her way to the entrance of the den.

he followed dutifully, crashing right into her suddenly halted backside as she deployed the brakes. disentangling himself from the collision, val peered at the world outside which was cold and windy.

no wonder chacal had second thoughts. not to fear though! val was the Big Brother, and that came with certain expectations for deportment: 1. always defend the little sis, and 2. always act like you're not afraid of NOTHING!

he marched forward with much more confidence than he felt inwardly. it was cold as a clam's empty shell outside, and he didn't favor the way the wind just raked up and under his fur without invitation.

val decided to make a game of it; he knew chacal was using him as a wind/warmth shield -- so every time she came close, val would try to dodge and dart around to her other side -- so that she was the wind breaker and he the one protected from the clawing wind.