i hear my name as its called again

Sonnet could feel the agreement between herself and her sister. She had to try her hardest not to reveal what she was thinking on her face. That much, already, was difficult for the pup. Opinionated, heart on the sleeve, everything laid bare. Open, true, honest. A blessing and a curse. But she was trying! Trying for Asta so that they wouldn't get caught. Slowly, achingly slowly standing up, practically glued shoulder to shoulder as her tail mimicked her sister's. It didn't matter the height or size difference, even if Sonnet could almost stand beneath Asta, she still stuck close.

The sight of the tall grass was a bit intimidating. Even when the rabbits had hopped along to the taller patches, Sonnet felt that urge, the need to chase after them. But not yet, not now. They were just going to look... To hope with all their might that neither mama or mother would call them back into the den for wandering. They really would stay within sight. Promise!

Taking a step, inching forward, Sonnet has to stay tall to be able to see those long ears that pop up over the grasses. Their rustling was almost silent beneath their own paws scuffing the dirt. It was hard to hear over her own breath! She wanted to say something so badly, her jaw muscles tensing as her orange eyes flicker from the rabbits to Asta. Jittery, tense, Sonnet does her hardest to keep quiet, keep calm, and continue to creep forward so they can get a better look.

"Sonnet"