The Tangle Where’d You Go?

While they waited for Sky to heed their call, Masquerade’s mind wandered a bit. They caught themself wondering at what age the pups would be less reliant on their caretakers and more independent. The Caru thought of who they might consult about this topic and found themself frowning deeply when they realized there was nobody they could ask, especially with Ashlar gone.

They would have to find out the hard way, they supposed. Masque wasn’t opposed to that, much as the situation fed into their frustration. At least they could help their younger brothers and sisters become more self-sufficient by teaching them, just as they planned to do today.

Redsky came, breathless. Masquerade managed to smile at his excited greeting. They stepped forward to bump their muzzles together, then gently licked the bridge of his. The Caru wasn’t much of one for dominance displays but out here beyond the rise, they needed their younger brother to fall in line.

Today, I would like to teach you how to hunt small game. It will be very difficult, especially in this terrain, they said, motioning toward The Tangle. Are you up for the challenge, Sky?