Mercy patted Rats head once more in a fond manner before whistling lowly to him, his ears flickered forward in her direction, his head cocking to the side before he turned and vanished back into the woods. Turning on the bare balls of her feet she rushed over behind the male calling out for help and grasped one of the poles in her hands, scrunching her nose and lifting upwards with little effort. Her face taking back on it's solemnly respectful features.