Blacktail Deer Plateau bonecracker

"Well, I guess they just aren't as fun as you and I," Dante said back conspiratorially. Oh, but wasn't she adorable? He was a huge fan of pups, and while he didn't always know how to deal with them, for the most part he could have a lot of fun playing.

Her answer was so typical of a pup that he couldn't help but crack a grin. "Valid point. Yes, definitely. But also, smell. What do you scent?" He sniffed the saturated air, the charged odor of the rain overpowering. "In all of this, you wouldn't be able to smell anything that was trying to sneak up on you. Well, neither can a deer. And look." Oh, Peregrine would thank him for this one. In a single motion Dante rolled over so that his coat became spotted with mud. Then he lay down close to the ground. "When you get in the mud like this, another wolf or whatever you are chasing would have a hard time seeing you." He crept forward a few steps. "A fight isn't all about muscle. It's about paying attention to whats around you too. Understand? It's a very important secret." He wasn't sure the pup would get it, but hey, rolling in the mud could make a fun game too. It wouldn't be a complete loss.