Step Forward- Warrior Training

A familiar mask of focus settled upon Leatherface's expression as he was given the task. Do not kill it. It was a simple enough command, but he acknowledged it with hesitation. Squinting he dipped his head as the leader continued to speak, anxiety waving from the roll of his shoulders. He feared missing whatever signal it was that told him to strike, he also feared forgetting that he was to track and not strike at all; a creature of his impulses the true challenge was now not to give into them.

When the roles of this game were given, he's head turned to watch his fellow packmembers for their own inputs. He often didn't linger on thoughts, though the doubt haunted his mind as he moved to step beside Acacia. It was easy to switch to the task he'd been given, putting his nose to the ground with purpose; Leatherface did not spare a parting glance as he took off back into the surrounding wood with a low grunt.

There was no specific prey he'd been sent to catch, so the strongest trail he found first as the one to lead him. Rabbit, as they were bountiful in the warming weather. Leath confirmed his chosen trail with only a small twitch of his nose, tail swinging out behind him. He loped ahead to seek the creature out.