Blacktail Deer Plateau Hunting in the leaves

He tipped his head down as his mother nosed between his ears, and smiling, the boy pulled back, his ears tipping forward as she spoke. He considered her options, remaining pleased as ever that his mother wanted to spend some time with just him. It wasn't a rare occurrence -- but it was always one he enjoyed.
 
"I'd like to learn to hunt better," he determined, his tail wagging gently through the air. "I want to be able to contribute to the pack." It was no secret that Blue Willow's children were coming of age -- but Constantine still very much felt like a puppy, and the idea of joining the adult ranks was intimidating.