guess I haven't thought small in a while

Something about sand between his toes brought the leggy boy a great deal of joy. It was the only real reason he kept wandering deserts. There was a bit more added danger here in the form of tall cacti, which he wasn't interested in bumping head-first into any time soon. His shrike companion was having an excellent time using the sturdy spines to impale whatever unlucky bugs happened to cross his path, but otherwise it was a rather unremarkable adventure thus far. The air was hot against his face, drying out the sensitive skin of his nose. Already the dark fur of his back was beginning to grow unbearably hot, but the male paid it little mind. Scuffling sounds of small animals in the sand let him know when hares crossed his path, but he wasn't particularly interested in chasing them through the maze of sharp greenery.

Lanky, graceless physique swayed from side to side with each lackadaisical step. Even when the familiar scent of one of his littermates caught his attention, he didn't break stride. Instead, the dark male swung his body towards the source of the scent. Despite not seeing any of his siblings for months at a time, he remembered a scent better than anyone. They all bore a distinct undertone that tied them all together, and allowed him to remember who they were. While he wasn't entirely certain which of his littermates was on the horizon, there wasn't exactly a risk in going in half-cocked. With Luxe in tow to keep him from walking into a cactus, or breaking his ankle in a rattlesnake burrow, he set off.

The breeze shifted, and the scent came in a bit stronger. One of his sisters. Narrowing the scope of his guessing just a little more. He would know her by her voice, no doubt. Even as time passed and their pitchy puppy whines had faded, the familiar speech patterns would hold true. "Long time no see!" he crooned as he approached, musical vocals ringing out over the shifting sands.