Duskfire Glacier The Fall of the House of Usher

She moved away from the water, retracing her steps back into the cover of the trees so she did not feel so exposed. While she waited, Masque remained on all fours, every sense attuned to her surroundings. Nobody called in response, though she picked up footfalls coming from an unexpected direction: the moraine.

She moved forward to meet Tulukiri in the middle once she spotted the yearling. Neither the nickname “kid” nor the implication of the question bothered Masquerade. Actually, she bowed her head and lowered her tail, naturally deferring to her elder, even if she was only a young adult.

Yes, she answered simply. I wanted to find you and… She suddenly felt bashful, yet Masquerade needed to push past it. She was here to learn. Would it be alright if I shadowed you while you hunt? I’m good at tracking but I have a lot to learn.