Dawnlark Plains Duties, duties, and more duties

Laika's chest heaved from the exertion from the hunt. She stood with the bird dangling from her mouth. Her ears pricked as gave her a sorry. "No need to say sorry," She scolded gently. "You just have a lot more to learn. There's a lot to reading a bird's language and even I make make mistakes sometimes."

She padded up to him with bright blue eyes. "Okay," She said around the bird. "We should head back. One important thing to always remember is how to get back to where you buried your catch. Lead the way. We'll go to your pheasant first." She wanted to see if he could do it without someone showing him first.