Porcupine Ridge snow white

Anwyl smiled at Terich's praise, then took a moment to think about his question. Where would it lead? To the rabbit I'm hoping. The silver younger mumbled before walking forward, sniffing at the ground. He did his best to follow the scent. Rabbit, male, pine needles. It wasn't too much to go off of, but enough for him. He weaved past trees, all the while following the trail, until finally he came to an area where the scent was strongest. He took a moment to walk around the pocket of scent, making sure he was in the correct vicinity. Once he was positive he turned back around to Terich and nodded happily.

I think this is it. Am I right? He asked, cocking his head a little and giving the older a big puppy dog smile. The boy was a goof, but he meant well and really did want to learn.