Sleeping Dragon I found you, somewhere out there

She was on a mission. After her expedition with Thuringwethil and hunting practices with Wildfire, the silver-coated cub was feeling more and more involved in both trades. She made it a priority each day to either scout, stalk, or hunt bugs. Today was a bug hunting day. She didn’t particularly have a schedule on which trade she practiced and she merely choose depending on her mood.

Sunset was upon the mountain terrain as the child slithered upon the ground, her eyes set on a firefly a few paces ahead. Pausing, the child readied herself to pounce. Her body tensed and her rear wriggled as she watched the insect. As quickly as she had paused, the Goufa pushed herself against the ground and leapt. She reached forward with her limbs and reached for the bug with her tiny paws. They clapped together as she made her descent and soon she landed with a light thud onto her belly.

Her heart drummed as she looked to her paws. Pulling them apart slowly a smile soon flashed upon her lips as she saw what she had been expecting-- a smashed firefly. Her tail wagged madly as she leaned forward to take a bite out of her prize, feeling quite proud in that moment-- she had done it!