Moonspear There's a girl.

hello! Grim! It is good to see you back.

Eyes. Eyes on her back. Eyes on her fur. Eyes.  She looked, yellow gaze searching. Found him. 

He was big, bigger than her. Fur like autumn. His tail like red, red leaves. He moved quiet. She saw no threat. 

A tilt of colored head. A soft noise of greeting. She didn't wish to use her voice yet. 

A weave of her tail, a gentle paw step and a pointed nose towards the game below them.