Porcupine Ridge black mousepad that needs a cleaning

Terich-mir followed his king as he explained about mouse hunting. It seemed tedious and would yield little results, but as Taggarik explained that it was mostly for sport, Terich could see the appeal. It could especially be useful in teaching youngsters how to track scents through obstacles like snow and ice. His nose dipped to the snow in Tagg's wake, sifting through his overpowering scent to find the mouse beneath. Ah, there it was. Terich followed his dark alpha on the hunt, stepping lightly in the larger's wolves pawprints, as his nose followed Taggarik's and the mouse's trail.

"I'll follow," he said in reply, nodding slightly to indicate that Taggarik should find the mouse and Terich would follow. Perhaps there would be more than one to pounce on.