Redtail Rise Around me where I laid.

He watched the turtle as it tumbled across creek bed; more than once, it spun its legs around and oriented itself. Each time the turtle got any sort of headway, it was neatly rolled away.

He was about to sink to the ground when a shape descended upon him. He recognized it immediately as a wolf, and wrongly assumed it to be the similarly shaded @Fifth -- but as she absconded with her toy, Riley got a whiff of her scent.

It was unfamiliar.

Confused by this, he rose stiff-legged and stalked after her, head low and whuffing as he deliberated. Was this a trespasser? Was he simply confused? His playful grin fell away as he contemplated; was this simply a wolf he had yet to meet?

False alarm. The turtle-thief was one of the Rise, if her pelt told him anything. Riley settled, padding after her at a slow clip with a slow-blooming grin on his muzzle.