She was amazed at how quickly they became something closer to functioning minds. No longer did they sit idly at her side, suckling until they passed out in a milkweed coma. Soon they would need a bigger place than just the dark dwelling place she had carved before they had been earthside.

After this, she might take them somewhere more spacious.

Yet now she called @Constantin and Caiaphas out to her in the evening dusk before the sun fully faded. A red squirrel, caught but not yet fully felled, laid in a deathly still shock at her paws. They would need to come quick if they wished to catch it before it realized its end as a meal was not yet a promise.

The chunky figure of Caiaphas was never far from Constantin. Too bright to be his brother's shadow, but he was behind him all the same. He had not question why his own fur had become like a forest fire in the fall while his brother looked so much like mother. It was abundantly clear from the three of them who would not be a very good hider in their nocturnal games.

He noted the way his brother shifted into something very still. Caiaphas was not nearly as graceful about it, but he did cease movements. Body rigid and uncertain. Excited but nervous. Stealth seemed to be the chosen method for his brother. Perhaps he should stay that way too, but he was beginning to practically vibrate with the need to chase and bite.