It was special moment, to teach some one something new and something that would allow them to live. She knew that it was a moment she would remember so she needed to just take it all in. Her stride was short and slow for the lean and speedy fey, but the little legs of the pups were still clumsy and slow. She wore a smile, looking back to see the four trailing there mothers, excitement written across each face.
Ears caught the sound of a familiar voice that echoed around them. It was loud, louder then necessary and proper or a hunting mindset. It was a question that needed to be asked, but still it was a fault that needed to be corrected. Head turned and blue eyes met those the white little fey wore. “You need to let you nose guide you. Your voice isn’t necessary here.” She hoped that she would be quiet so that they would not startle their prey.
”Nose to the ground.” she whispered as she placed her black nose to the ground. The boys followed suit, and she let them take the lead. Salem weaved to the left, obviously following his nose, but on the wrong trail. Anu corralled him back toward the group, and then found the trail they sought. It was a concentrated scent that meant a borrow was close.
”Slow and silent.” she crouched to the ground, knowing that they needed to collect the ground before setting out for the chase. |