Lost Creek Hollow You ever wonder why we're here?

I'll just swap to her entirely for the wrapup post or two, methinks. :P

Aha, there's the little rogue.  She reached down to roll Hood back onto his paws faster than he would on his own.  Though there were a few unhappy whines from the den from the pair of troublemakers on restricted access to the outside world.  Treason did a good job ignoring the heck out of them for the moment, taking the moment to quickly give Hood an once-over, not expecting to find anything.  When she didn't find anything (as expected) she licked to smooth out the fur on the top of his head.

No, he outright bolted.  Shadow of a bird, maybe.  She moved slightly to let the pup duck into the den, then looked back to Breccan, Thank you for returning him.  The little spooked thing... There's an idea.  Spook.  Hm.  She'd think about it.  Especially if he kept this up.