I am a scarecrow

Locha happily snuggled in as her brothers massive paw squished her against his side. With a giggle, she struggled forward on her belly, resting her head against Glacier's shoulder. Her dark sitter tail swayed from side to side, creating an arm of a snow angel.
“don’t tell me my little Locha is getting squished again” Glacier said. Mocha foul feel the rumble of his voice going through his chest. With a smile she replied.
"Maybe..." faking a scowl.
"it's nearly light." her brother said. Locha's eyes looked to the horizon aswell. The colours of sunrise stretched across, creeping further through the sky by the minute. She loved the sunset and sunrise, especially across the water. It always turned the sea or lakes magnificent colours.
‘We could hunt, if you like? Or sleep, if your still tired” Locha broke into a grin, now fully awake. Licking her brother inbetween the eyes, she replied eagerly.
"Let's hunt! I haven't hunted with you in ages." She kept her voice to a majority whisper, not wanting to wake her siblings. Almost bouncing up and down with a sudden energy, Locha gazed at her brother with excitement.