Duskfire Glacier sons of liberty

A ruddy ear swivelled to catch her brother's hushed tones, and her snout followed. She blinked wordlessly into his dark face then eyed the other cubs, rooted for a short interval until she was sure that nobody had heard Veteran's suggestion. She wasn't particularly thrilled to have been abandoned with Tzila and her brats again, and an opportunity to escape was warmly welcomed.

Together Lane's duo slipped away, and Wayfarer trailed after the dark-furred Duskfire closely. Her mood had improved somewhat over the weeks since their mother left them behind, but she was still pretty sour about it - especially when she had to talk about it.

"Dunno," she rolled a shoulder and scoffed a breath, "hopefully never."