Lion Head Mesa manzanita

Shuffling noises splayed his ears before Belen stated that it was alright to open his eyes and make a guess. Crowfeather peeked and then drew his gaze to where her paws were. Just by looking at them, he could not tell where the hidden piece was. He though to lean into her, to sniff, but he didn’t think that would help him much – besides, he did not want to ruin her game.

Hmm… this one, Crowfeather spoke softly, stretching his neck forward to gesture at her left paw. The honey color of his eyes shifted back up to her face, waiting to see if he had been right.