She loped through the glen with an easy gait, tail swaying cheerfully behind her, thrilled simply to be out in the open. She’d assumed she was alone, until a flicker of motion caught in the corner of her eye.
Her head snapped toward it, but in her eagerness, her paws tangled beneath her, and she tumbled face-first into the dirt.
She stayed there a moment, gathering herself and quietly processing the embarrassment, before lifting her head to investigate.
Narrowing her eyes, she spotted a small figure lunging at a tree, aiming for the cluster of birds settled in its branches.
Kirain held her breath, eyes wide with anticipation, waiting to see if the little one would catch their prey.