Northstar Vale A face half seen just before falling asleep

Backdated, hunting practice for anyone!

While Aurëwen scouted ahead, her cubs remained behind, languishing in the warm summer sun as it bore down on Northstar Valley. The vale was largely open, but with mountains on all sides, it was well protected. The warmth was moreso here than it had been at Arrow Lake, and while Isilmë could easily handle it with her light fur, Dragomir soon found himself panting.

Physical exertion wasn't the best way to cool down, but he hauled himself to his feet and set off at a trot regardless. His original intent was to find a stream to bathe in, but as was bound to happen, the three month old was soon distracted by something else. A break in the tall grass revealed a small field mouse grazing in the sun, and Dragomir practically tripped over himself in his haste to stop and swing around.

He bowed low to the ground and began creeping toward it, unaware that it already knew he was there and would not allow him to get that close.