Silvertip Mountain One cycle around the sun

It appeared his Dad quietly approved of his choice. With pride burgeoning in his chest at his first involvement in a pack activity as a Beta, Mason’s tail twitched in rhythm to his Dad’s explanation of the game. A meat feast sounded awesome! He was still a bit skinny thanks to his jaunt out into the wilds.
 
Mason turned to his team when his Dad had finished and shimmied them a bit further away from Steady so he couldn’t steal their ideas. “Okay guys, we need to make sure we stick in groups of two! That way no one can fall behind or get lost or confused. We need to do fast, quick dashes and use your nose well!” Mason looked around. “Anyone got any other ideas? Do you want to pair yourselves or shall I pair us?” Mason’s ears pricked forward assertively and he waited for a response before his Dad began the actual task.