Porcupine Ridge Your rainbow will come smiling through

pakasqa wouldn't know it, but she looked a shade of a past relative as she trickled out from the eldritch trees, feet light. stealth had only ever been her covenant, and here in the ridge, such assets were encouraged.

but it was more than @Aventus' slinking gait that made itself known in pakasqa; it was the seriousness of her expression as she slouched close to the girl supping water.

she sprung upon the peltskin and whirled away with her prize on spidery legs, nearly startling herself when the skin's contents rattled in disapproval.

spinning, her tail bobbing jauntily, pakasqa turned to the tawny-downed she-wolf and lowered her forehand in the universal expression of play.

the peltskin was nudged back towards its owner, pakasqa's eyes glittering with prankish humor.