Scavenger hunt

Cal feels a sense of pride as Modesty agrees that her idea isn't so bad after all. Turning to glance at Ken, she gives her brother a bright and wide toothy grin. "What do'yer say Kenny? Wanna go for a spin?" She teases, her tail thumping a few times on the ground before her mother commands their attention onto her. In the next moment though, Cal's attention is on Jael. Modesty had a point. The small dog would definitely make for great bait... Moving a step toward Jael so she could potentially whisper in her ear, lets out a disappointed 'tch' sound as Modesty denies the idea altogether. No bait today, they would be fighting scrappy.

Finally Cal puts her full attention on the group of coyotes. Their yipping and yapping pulls her in. She can count eight of them as she hangs back for a second. Watching her mother charge forward, Cal wants to see what position her mother will take. Which coyote will she go? The leader? Take them by surprise? "Yer lucky she ain't lettin' me use you as bait," Calliope whispers to Jael, her grin growing wider on her before she takes off after Modesty.

Flattening her own ears against her skull as she loped forward, she watches as the rest of the pack of coyotes turns on her mother. Releasing a sharp bark to catch their attention, she notices how some of them hesitate. Do they keep going for the horned one that is currently bashing through them? Or do they start to go after the younger girl? Calliope doesn't care nor does she stop. Coming up to the right flank of Modesty, she grabs a coyote by the scruff and flings it away. No coyote would be touching them today.

"Speech"