Mount Apikuni cat and mouse in partnership

Thade did not know adults were allowed to not know things. This was news to him; a surprise that showed on his callow face. He was stunned into a contemplative silence, drawn out of it only by the introduction of a hunting lesson.
 
He tipped his head at the word feces, but a disgusted sort of understanding befell his expression at the word poop. They needed to find that to catch a rabbit? Oh, okay… if y’say so, he frowned, before steeling himself to the thought. His skepticism hadn’t made him any less hungry — he was well past that point — and so he found no place for it to remain in his head.
 
His eyes started to search the ground, finally occupying himself with something other than making sure he stayed as close as possible to Wintersbane. The stray child looked for something — anything — that looked like fur, footprints... droppings. Oh, my. But it was his guide who made the first discovery.
 
Thade craned to see the grass jutting above a tiny moat, and the short mound of droppings on top. His tail flagged as he hesitated to advance on the pellets, leaving it up to the sincere confidence of his caretaker to reassure him forward. He took a quick sniff, and filled his nostrils with a surge of information he didn’t yet understand. There were things like age, sex, diet, and health to process, but he could decode none of it. He looked up for further instruction, his face more eager than before.