Moonspear maybe in time

It was difficult for the older boy to imagine that he was ever the size of Altair, that at one point he was roaming around searching out his own scents. With the watchful eyes of his parents, the dark Ostrega felt as though he had been afforded a great deal of skill from what they taught. Both Hydra and Dirge were talented and fierce survivalists. The younger children would likely find this out for themselves, in time. One of the benefits of Altair being so young was that he was able to spend time with more than just the dark woman and her golden knight. It meant that Altair and his siblings could learn from their older brothers and sisters.
 
When the younger figure made his way after the scent trails, Atlas watched quietly.
 
After some time, the boy turned back and claimed that the bird must have flown away and that the rabbit trail had been discovered. He even ventured a guess that the hare had frightened the winged animal from the area. This was likely; the birds of the mountain were skittish and were quick to take flight when presented with any signs of danger. “Very good. You want to see how far you can follow that rabbit smell?” Atlas complimented easily, motioning for Altair to continue leading them on their hunt.