Redhawk Caldera we gotta learn sometime

The pup's ears flattened and Peregrine favored him with a smile. "Absolutely correct," he concurred when Eljay guessed the reason. "Sometimes, no matter how careful we are, the prey gets the upper hand. But don't take failure to mean you're a bad hunter. I'd say two out of every three attempts ends in failure." His head canted slightly as he gazed down at the top of the youth's head. Even a master like himself dealt with more failures than successes. It was just the natural balance.

"Are you interested in hunting as a trade?" he wondered conversationally, dropping slowly to his haunches. "If you are, I'd love to teach you." He would have said there was no pressure—he knew better than to push children into a trade just because he wanted it—but the Alpha was hopefully that at least one of the pack's second generation would pick up his favorite sport.