Redtail Rise raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens

The crisp leaves scattered along the ground afforded them very little in terms of stealth, but when she heard crackling leaves in the bushes ahead, Lilia knew that they weren't far off- and that even the squirrel couldn't move about in this mess silently. She issued a short bark, and bolted forward, hoping to catch sight of the squirrel as it began to flee in earnest, its reddish form only visible every now and again against the fallen leaves.