Phoenix Maplewood Fade into you

OMG! I wrote this post a week ago and never actually posted it, so so sorry!
 
Mason looked at her with amazement. She was right – how could he become a Scout if he couldn’t hunt properly? A bit panicked now, Mason blurted “Good job you’re here to teach me” before realising that sounded bad – like he had only come for the hunting lesson. He had actually come to gaze on her fair visage but he wasn’t sure she really liked him in that way. Like… a boyfriend. After all she didn’t seem to like his wolfish hug.
 
Mason followed suit and pressed himself lower to the ground. He listened to her words with care and interest, one ear flicking to face her and one facing the future prey. He understood that he was the flusher and she was the killer. That was fine by him; he would watch how she completed the deal.
 
Mason nodded, scared to say anything and startle the hare. He crawled carefully and as silently as he could, making a large arcing loop around the hare, until he was almost behind it. He hovered on the spot, staring intensely at his potential food, saliva welling in his mouth. But he sensibly waited for Desna to bark in readiness.