Lost Creek Hollow I think it looks more like a puma

Well at least he wasn't in trouble!  He did freeze at his father's summons, though, and kept there stupidly a moment before suddenly jumping into action and after his father.  Once he caught up, Spook didn't immediately fall into place as a shadow, starting off forward enough to nose at Terance's chin, which these days was a lot less of a stretch than it had been when he was younger.

He was certainly the most submissive of the trio, even though he didn't seem to be lacking in size or anything -- maybe a little bit less weight, but he was well within the healthy range.  Spook's words were kind of hushed, Daaad?  Where we goin'?  The times they'd been taken out on patrol had all been daylight, so that seemed unlikely.  Heck, he might not have connected the fact that it could be done at night so he assumed it was some other adventure.  Or like.. Time to go get a snack or something at least.  Or maybe something else?  Let's be real, when Arbiter had taken them around the territory, it had been all about utilitarianism -- for good or for bad.