Blacktail Deer Plateau bonecracker

Dante chortled as she followed suit, rolling in the mud as well. Her nod spoke of understanding and he felt a glow of excitement at the prospect. He really loved to help and to share his knowledge especially when it was appreciated as much as it seemed to be now. He really hoped she was enjoying herself in this.

"It does! Which is why you must be quick and quiet when you chase your target. Though it will be a bit easier for you, your black fur stands out less than mine." He looked down at the patches of white that shone through the mud on his legs.

"Well then, I suppose you should go do that, shouldn't you! I'll wait here, we can keep playing after!" He turned his back and waited, glancing back only once before keeping his eyes focused on the side. He hoped she took advantage of his turned back to test her sneaking skills... it would be fun to see if he could hear her coming. If she passed up the opportunity it was fine, but he knew as a pup he never had. He'd have to watch himself, though... scuffling with a pup was to be done with extreme care, and he didn't have too much experience with holding back. With extreme care, though, he was confident that he wouldn't harm his exuberant temporary pupil.