Dragoncrest Cliffs doing back spins, running man, and more

She could hear him coming after her, and her ears flicked back in momentary irritation, before she spotted rabbit tracks in the snow leading into a thicket of brush. Her ears flicked forward and she momentarily forgot her irritation as the possibility of snagging a meal came at hand- though her brother was quick to re-insert himself into her peripheral vision. He sniffed at the ground too and for a moment, she defensively wanted to ward him off as he'd already pissed her off once that morning, and she hadn't quite forgiven him- but then again, she was simply hungry, and probably a bit low on patience because she needed to have something to eat. 

So she licked her lips and nosed his muzzle, gesturing toward the thicket. The rabbit tracks disappeared into the tangle where the bushy plants grew too close together for her to shove her way in without causing a complete racket. But she thought if they worked together, they might be able to spook the prey out and into the open, where they would have a better chance of catching it. 

The only issue with that plan was the communication part. She huffed. She looked from Valravn to the thicket, and back again several times- hoping he might suddenly become capable of reading her mind- and know what her plan was. She beseeched him with her urgent gaze, but couldn't bring herself to try and speak, knowing that she would very likely not be able to convey the message she wanted to speak.