Qeya River all falls down

Tambourine never paid much mind to posturing, though when she asserted herself, he lowered his head a little and let his tail hang limp behind against his hind legs. He didn't so much submit to her as show her that he had no intention of challenging her in any way. She was younger and smaller but that made no difference. It was all about attitude anyhow. He would happily follow her lead.

When questioned about his experience, Tambourine froze. "Um." He was only six months old and had never yet participated in a pack hunt. He did chase small game from time to time but that was about it. "Neither?" He blinked. "Mostly just small stuff. I—wait, you've hunted deer and elk before?" he asked suddenly, already looking impressed.