Redhawk Caldera With a tail as big as a kite

Want to wrap this one up since it's getting old? :)

He listened to the steady sound of his son counting to ten. As Eljay neared the last number, Elwood's heartbeat accelerated with excitement; even though this was just meant to be a practice for the boy, it was still somewhat thrilling to be the hunted instead of the hunter. He hunkered down a bit lower, although it didn't really matter if he was hidden or not. Hopefully, it would be easy enough for Eljay to simply follow his footprints.

And that was exactly what the youth did. In just a matter of seconds, Elwood was looking up into the green eyes of his son as he gazed placidly down at him. "Good job!" he praised, his tail sweeping through the snow until he stood. "You're a natural," he added in an attempt to bolster Eljay's self-confidence. Maybe if the boy experienced some basic successes in hunting, he would be more likely to seriously pursue it as a trade.