Sly Fox Sand Dunes heel

your fine!

The pale one follows after her. She yips lowly, loud enough for him to follow, yet remaining cautious with her noise to not alert any deer, should the hunters be getting close.

His footing tells her that he is not accustomed to the sands, not born to them, as she, and yet he tries. He even admits his faults. He is a determined one. Not easily put-off. It makes the sand girl smile deeply. He had even spoke like tribekin, at first! 

Ko'a will teach you. And she slows her pace, frolicking into his direction and coming to his side. Walk lightly. Leave your ankles loose. Roll with the sands. She keeps pace near him, her nose then lifting as the scent of pronghorn draw nearer. They were close. 

We will give chase this time and slow it down. It will buy you time to go slower, catch up and help with the take down. She instructs. He is half wolf, she knows. Larger, stronger, then the coyote and can be useful to them. Though this she would never share with Zoug.