Dragoncrest Cliffs doing back spins, running man, and more

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thank god for ears, because this big old tree made it so val couldn't see chacal at all. he craned his neck and head, listening for her footsteps and matching it tit-for-tat in the opposite direction.

he'd earned his intended goal, for after a few roundabouts, he heard his sister's exasperated yelp and the sound of slinking pawsteps. peering around the bough, val could see chacal's tightly-tucked backside walking away.

aw.

he scuffed at the ground for a second, debating trying to lure her back. after a few seconds of debate, he saw chacal had smelled something interesting, or was at least searching for something.

hey! not without him you don't! val pursued, thrusting his nose right in the spot chacal was investigating.