Dragoncrest Cliffs see me coming to town with my soul,

She flew after her brother, harrying him with her voice into the darkness where the scrabbling and scuttling of their paws echoed off the walls. Dark, cool, wet stone watched them until one by one they shot into a wall of light, and out onto the beach. 

Whirling, Loko turned to face his oncoming sister who changed her gait. Rather than shooting straight toward him, she bounded with great, high, playful leaps that slowed her momentum and hopefully served to build up a bit of anticipation. Chacal was normally a very collected, graceful wolf- but she too enjoyed shrugging the weight of etiquette from her shoulders and taking the opportunity to be playful. 

When she landed from one of her foxlike bounds, she dipped into a playbow and bared her teeth, which chattered together excitedly. Slowly, she began to stalk forward- wanting to see just how close he'd let her get.