King Elk Forest like a dream

With reference to his packmates, Bronco could only assume that over the vast kilometers that their territory spanned, it might take longer for an individual within earshot to arrive than what had spanned since he called, so he shrugged. "Prolly someone will," He said somewhat offhandedly. Unless there was something else tying his packmates up in business- which could, of course, be the case- he knew someone would be up for a hunt. 

"G'awn, turn around then," He said, gesturing with a flick of his muzzle. "An' close your eyes," He said. He waited whilst she presumably did so- and then leaned to each side, to make sure he could see her closed eyelids, before he began shuffling the five pebbles around, making a messy patch on the ground which would make it tougher to see where each pebble went. Then, he spread his feet a bit, allowing for the pebbles to settle nicely between his toes- hiding three under his left foot, and the remaining two under his right. He attempted to space the toes on his right foot out just a bit, knowing he would need to have his feet look as symmetrical as possible, before he chuffed "Okay, now you can turn around an' guess. How many do I have under each foot?"