Blackfeather Woods Silence

Damien barked a command at him, but all Scamp heard was the tone that clearly said no. There was something else he needed to do, something he wouldn't have understood had the alpha not started. Track? Track. Track! Using his energy to follow the black male, only just containing his excitement, Scamp was quick to be on Damiens heels. He was sniffing around, looking for something. Was he looking for more deer? Cause that's what Scamp wanted, food! Nose to the earth, the red tailed canine was careful to stay behind at least his Dark Master's shoulder, but sorely wished they could run, go, hunt, do things! The doe was just standing there, waiting to be torn into and devoured. Why was Damien making them sniff out something else? Scamp threw a few questioning aqua glances up at his alpha, but didn't push it.