Ravensblood Forest Chaser

Violante chuckled gently, and she nosed Asara's flank, swinging her about to face southward. "We are near the circle, little dove. It is just north of the spring, so now we must go back south." Perhaps it would be a benefit to show the girls their borders as well; she hadn't yet simply for fear that they were too young, or that she would accidentally overtire them with her own restlessness. Smiling, she brushed a kiss across Asara's forehead, then turned to lead  the way back towards the dens.