Shadewood Tired Eyes

We can wrap this up probably, since she's getting a bit older. Thanks for the thread! <3

Chacal, being even less trained in the art of scouting or tracking, more or less simply followed Valravn unquestioningly even if they did wind a way this way and that, sometimes straying from their original direction and then returning to it. She had much more confidence in him than she did in herself, and was happy to patter along behind him, imitating the movements he made and mimicing his behavior all as a part of the learning process. 

But when eventually a small rendez-vous area appeared with familiar trees and a couple half-finished meals stashed away, Chacal knew that they'd found their way back. She bounced on her tippy toes for a moment, and then gave her brother's cheek several happy, appreciative kisses before she bounded off to thrust herself in the warmth of her mother's dark, auburn fur.