Meadowlark Prairie Tsukareta

tamar nodded. 

she remained wary of him. but the fact that his features were recognizable in her own face soothed the maidservant. lightly she crossed to where the stranger stood, and began to dig with her unaccustomed red-gold paws.

a answering, shy grin hovered upon her own mouth.

tamar cleared her throat. she snarled into the burrow, punctuated by a bark, and ending with a long yip that carried into the narrow darkness. lookig up, she sought his eye, wondering if that would be enough or if the hunter wanted more noise.