Hanmel heard that familiar calling. The vibrations of it carried over the winds and t'wards her very location. Lately, she'd been using her new weapon as a mere cutting tool. Occasionally using rocks to ensure the sharpening of the blade remained up to par for future endeavors. So when Sirius sent out his beckoning, her paws set off into motion. Running over the stoned ground. Snow crunching beneath her.
It took no time to reach him. A smile shadowed over her face as she bowed. "You rang?"
