Verdigris Ravine enter the sandman

Kaz would take no time away from his hunt to throw her a glance, but instead flicked his scraggly banner in amusement at her response. Smiling at nothing in particular, the new huntsman kept all of his attention pressed forward. "Kazakir wishes ta learn this from S'ari. Ta always be happy is'a skill worth all the sparkles in the night sky." Of course, he could only assume those held some sort of value. They were magnificent to look at and out of reach. Two sure signs that if you were able to get your paws on one, you'd be one lucky son of a gun. 

A mouse skittered far off, wide eyed and twitchy nearing a pool of sweet water to quench its thirst. His long black-tipped tail now lashing side to side, head lowering to align with the rest of his spine, voice soft like the moving sands below their very paws. "Kazakir's mighty happy ta find Kusuma..." His whispers trailed off, the hybrid's mind focused only on the prey that flitted around upwind from them. Peering over a shoulder, having stopped in his tracks, Kaz looked for S'ari. "Does S'ari want this one?"