Practice Makes Perfect

He had been sound asleep, but the boy was beginning to find that he wasn't a real heavy sleeper. Most of the time his mother's movements would be what stirred him from slumber, sometimes even his father, but his sisters never before stirred him. Tonight had been different, he had been aware when the first sister stirred, but he had never opened his eyes, figuring she had just been switching her position around. Though when Kieryn stirred him the boy opened his eyes. He saw her leave, then quietly looked around the den. He realized that Rasiel was also missing and immediately the boy quietly got up. He was careful not to stir his parents as he left the den and put his nose to work at tracking the two. They shouldn't be alone and he was fearful something could happen to them. Moving forward he fallowed the fresh trail of the girls while he remained aware of his surroundings. Even though they were in pack territory and had guards there was always a possibility for an outsider to sneak in, let alone the girls were small enough that a coyote or a cougar would try their luck at taking one of them down.

It didn't take long for his eyes to spot the lighter color markings on the girls' pelts and quickly he closed the distance between them. Noting that Rasiel was doing some weird movements and expressions with her body that he hadn't yet learned to read. He was concerned something may be wrong with her. Was she ill and needed a healer? Tail wagging as he came to the side of Kieryn, he looked the girls over for any signs of wounds, but both seemed alright.

"What's going on," he asked in a low voice as he looked around them to be sure there was no danger.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think