Iktome Plains Risk is its own Reward

The world to her eyes became a jumble until she gave out another yelp and felt herself tumble over someone else. Then all off the sudden the bird was gone, the sounds distant, and she was almost completely on top of another wolf - brown and earthen in coloration with eyes like a sky after snow. She laughed a bit at the situation, trying to find a way to leverage herself up without placing a paw into his liver or something of the like "I'd come here more often if I knew there were wolves like you to trip over." It came off slightly breathless, the wind still knocked out of her from the fall. After stretching her leg out towards the earth again she managed to extricate herself to stand near enough.

Shaking out her coat she focused again on the wolf in front of her, mind finally catching up to the situation she found herself in. "As much as I enjoyed being on top of you I usually like at least a name first. I'm Heph." Her voice was teasing and light, her own introduction coming almost as an afterthought. The trail was not urgent and was old enough she did not need to follow it closely and company was at the very least a pleasant diversion and possibly could be a companion on the hunt for whenever she did catch up to the larger prey where she would have to hope for some very good luck if she were on her own.

It's all good!