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Alastor nodded when he heard the other give his opinion of his skills. The addition of allowing others to judge his abilities was nice to hear, too. The boy did not particularly like those who boasted about themselves, having often found that people like that lacked manners, and were filled with arrogance. It was a terrible combination, he believed, and was nearly ecstatic to learn that Chaska was not like that. He had his own opinion of himself, as almost everyone did, but he was modest at the same time. That earned the elder another sway of his tail, along with a faint widening of his smile. The smile was soon joined by a glint in his icy optics, showing off a whole new wave of interest. Like his mother, the male told a variety of stories. Someday, the foreigner hoped to be able to hear one of his tales, and even reminded himself to ask about that later on. For the time being, however, he told himself to stay focused. The need to do so increased when there was mention of something being spotted. That something being a meal.
 
The younger was slightly taken aback by the challenge, even though it was a friendly one. Shaking it off, he looked ahead in the direction the leporine had gone. “You can move first,” he stated, dragging his gaze over the area in front of them as he spoke. “I’ll move around to the side so we have an advantage over it.” Looking at the grey being, he awaited any signs of disapproval, before taking a few steps forward. It was, perhaps, a bit too much, considering they were only after a rabbit. Still, a meal was a meal no matter the creature being killed—something he’d learned during his time as a loner. One couldn’t afford to slip up and lose a catch, even if they were only chasing after something as small as, say, a mole. Not wishing to waste a moment longer, the boy started forward on light feet, drifting off to the side as he moved in the direction of the hare. If it took off before the other could get ahold of it, then Alastor planned to make sure it’s freedom was brief.