At his answer her face broke into a large grin, crinkling the golden fur around her eyes in excitement. He lunged past her and as his fur brushed her own she let out a bark of enthusiasm and spun quickly to race after him. He was fast, but so was she and both had been born on the mountain trails and could navigate them with grace and ease. It wasn’t until he paused at the trail head that she was able to finally catch up with him, though she slowed only for a moment just long enough for her pink tongue to lick at his cheek before her brindled legs raced on down the mountain with a flit of laughter. He would follow her leading she knew as well as she knew anything.

Together they raced a pair of gray blurs on the steep slopes until the leveled out and she led them into the rocky fields of the crags. Only then did she slow, lowering her nose as she tried to employ the many tracking techniques her mother had taught her years ago. “It’s said these monsters seem to only come out at night, but maybe we can find their hide out!” Her voice was hushed, but the excitement in her words was unmistakable as the pair began to prowl the area. She stuck close to her companion’s side, the varying grays of their occasionally mingling as one would bump into the other and for some reason she was beginning to understand it send an almost electric shock up her spine. Maybe chasing monsters wasn’t the only adventure to be had…