Dragoncrest Cliffs doing back spins, running man, and more

blissfully unaware he'd managed to annoy his sister not once but twice this fine morning, val nosed the ground with noisy chuffs. ah, rabbit. if he had used his eyes, he might have seen the tracks chacal was investigating for what they were -- it was not until he lifted his snow-covered nose and sneezed that he saw a trailing of rabbit prints in the snow.

chacal's pointed looks too and fro were fairly straight forward, but val completely misjudged the application of her pointed stare. he nodded, confident he knew just what she meant -- and dived right into the thicket with a loud, ear-shattering racket.