Ouroboros Spine Little Girl, Little Girl

Arrluk more or less followed Ajei's lead, trying not to get distracted by the strong smell of deer which he had been tracking earlier. There! The weasel! 

Arrluk remained low, slowing his pace in order to give Ajei more space. She was small, she was quick. If she could flush the prey out and give chase, maybe Arrluk could snatch it. 

Yet his pelt was stark black and white. Just as easy to spot as Ajei's vibrant white and red. Too bad it wasn't autumn... But just maybe, the yearlings could pull this off...