All Outta Bubblegum (pup training)

Caelia hadn't meant to be late. She'd been distracted when she'd first heard her mother's call, stalking a particularly large turkey that she wasn't totally sure she had the ability to take down on her own. Still, following its trail was proving a worthwhile endeavor, giving her some practice in the art of tracking... even if she wouldn't follow through on the actual hunting part. Perhaps if she could find one of her siblings she might have a chance of taking it down herself, and surely her mother would be impressed with their display of skills. However, they were sadly nowhere to be found, and she was destined to follow this turkey's scent alone. Even after she heard Gwenevere's call for she and her siblings, she kept on the bird's trail for a bit too long - determined to at least catch sight of it through the underbrush, but before long she'd lost it entirely, with no hope of finding its trail again. At least not very easily...

Huffing, fairly disappointed in herself, she finally headed toward her mother's call. Though she really hadn't intended to delay so long, time had gotten the best of her, and she realized suddenly that her mother had gotten started without her. Even Cairo was here, despite being bound to his den most of his life thus far. Her ears pinned back against her skull, head drooping as she slid beside her siblings, looking rather dejected. Arriving late wasn't something that was typical of her, and she hoped her mother would forgive her for being inattentive. Though she missed the beginning of her mother's words, she could deduce what this little training session might be focusing on by the last pawful of words she caught. "I'd guess... the ears, maybe?" Caelia spoke up, less tentative with her words than she truly felt. Perhaps being late might be overlooked if she was eager and willing to participate fully.