Dawnlark Plains There's no seduction, only destruction

The frustration with himself that had been humming through Dante's mind as he had begun to lose track of the lead was sliced through by the touch of counterpart, his heart lurching slightly as he was brought back to full self-awareness. He grounded himself in the fleeting comfort, leaning into the touch with a sigh and whispering a soft apology under his breath. He was getting himself worked up for no reason, and it had a lot more to do with fears of his own shortcomings than it did the exact task at hand. 

His eyes met Lumiya's as she spoke, bobbing his head in agreement with her proposal. You're probably right, let's try it, he replied easily, taking another breath before refocusing his energy and plodding in the opposite direction. Surely enough, the girl had been right in her suspicions, and he gave a dazzling grin back at her as the trail began to grow stronger. He tracked it intently, slowing his steps as the scent intensified and pulling his head up to glance around once it was strong enough that he became sure the quarry was near. The grasses proved to be a peoper nuisance now that the young man had to rely on his eyesight to locate their prey, enough so to worry the boy that he'd be unable to anything. It was just as he went to flick his head over his shoulder to consult in Lumiya that he spied them. Two...no, three, three round, soft-looking bodies nestled in the tall grasses, several paces away from where the pair stood. The young wolf dropped his shoulders and torso lower then, casting hisgaze back at Lumiya to see if she, too, had spotted the birds.