A shiv for me a shiv for you

There was always one sure-fire way to know where Rhyme was, one just needed to look to the sky and see the dark, sleek shades of black. Wherever Imperia was, Rhyme was likely to be below. Curious at what the man was up to, she would depart from her border patrol and head further into their pack.

It had been a quiet day, with no change at the borders and the Alpha could do with a little friendly banter between herself and her cousin. Heading in the direction of the Raven, she would so come across the rapids, and would see Rhyme there, hunting through the stones along the shore. She squinted at him, noting something in his mouth. What was he doing. Glancing up at the bird, she mimicked silence and gave her a wink. Would she let Shaye sneaked past her? She hadn’t interacted with the bird enough to know.

Trying it anyway, she would slick down into the grass and creep closer. He was hunting for something, she could tell that, but it clearly wasn’t crabs. He was picking up the rock types of rocks, and once she even saw a crab scurry away from him. It made no other sense. If he was hunting for salamanders, there was a trick to it that he wasn’t implementing right.

She crept closer as he worked, deeply involved in his task. She got as close at her grass cover allowed, coiled her muscles, and pounced she just needed to get him good on his side, and it would knock him directly into the stream. She aimed to get her upper body onto his back like a push and then land on all fours without falling in herself.