Lion Head Mesa sons and daughters

Racharra didn't give Toula's question much thought — not because she thought it was silly, but because it came naturally to her. fight. she answered curtly, beginning to pace near a rock, waiting for her quarry — her sister — to line up for the perfect opportunity to strike.
yes, moments like these were the ones Racharra found enjoyment in. the pumping of blood, the eagerness of her paws to leap onto unsuspecting prey, the thrill of landing a perfect hit. she yearned for the days of catching the mice that dared their short lives to cross into Greatwater.

unfortunately, the Lake cub hasn't had much luck being able to recreate that excitement. she'd struggled to find mice, their scents were different in too strange of a way for her still developing senses to adjust to. so Miho will do for now.