Sawtooth Spire tin cans and string

Sitamat tracked. For a first timer, he was doing a pretty darn good job of it. Iqniq followed along, pleased at his son's progress as they worked their way through the woods while following a rabbit trail.

It was near the end of the trail that the scent went sour. Iqniq followed a little more closely now, turning his own nose more solidly towards the scent so he might try to identify it properly. It wasn't rabbit anymore it was. Oh shit.

The snarl sounded. Iqniq immediately placed himself between the den and his son. That was not a creature they were going to get involved with on this outing not this time. Iqniq nosed Sita, nipping him away from the area. Iqniq would come back to take care of that beast later, but for now his son's safety was of utmost importance. Time to leave.