Follow The Trail [Coran]

She padded along the trail in the wooded hillock, climbing and pausing now and then to be sure Coran wasn’t flagging. They were climbing to the top of the hillock, a spot not often visited. The hill wasn’t a smooth one. It had its rocks and crags and boulders, and the climb was tricky. She thought she might take Amorielle up the trail. The child had a navigator’s heart. However, at this time, she had a nasty cold, and was tucked away in bed, under Paladin’s careful watch.

Coran, the second-born, and her only other son aside from Ardyn. She grinned to herself, unseen from Coran’s view. Perhaps her and Red’s next litter would even out the numbers and bring more boys into the family. Ardyn and Coran held up well to being outnumbered by the girls, though, and were already showing the signs of being males of the family, protective of their sister and noble of heart… Though she wished that didn’t mean Ardyn getting in a brawl with a beehive.

She paused as they reached a level spot in the trail, wide enough to stretch out and smiled at Coran. “How are you doing? Need a rest?”

Coran was determined to support his brother, protect his siblings. The hill climbing would help his endurance. After a time, she had a feeling he’d be able to run this trail all the way to the top and barely be tired.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think