"RICOCHET!!!!!"
Her voice rose loud and clear, ringing through the trees and resounding with tones of unadulterated joy. Her brother was back.
Heedless of rocks and roots that lay in wait, threatening to trip up the unwary, Kimber burst out into a run. Her head was held high, ears swept keenly forward and two-toned tail up like a little banner behind her mousey-brown figure. She dove past the trees, bounding over obstacles with little attention spared. There was somewhere she needed to be, as of yesterday. And that was with the brother she idolized.