Nimbus Summit nerds trying to dance

"sounds good." she mentally inventoried what caracal was saying. she knew him, of course, and trusted him as her packmate, but this was something else. 
when she turned, ensio was there. she halted and gave the other boy a jerky smile. his face reminded her of the hunting on the taiga, and thinking of that made her think of dr—
"should we tell the leaders?" she asked in a mumble, coming to his side. she licked clumsily at her chestfur, trying to clean away the blood and walk at the same time.