Neverwinter Forest ’Til the last joint has shut down

Dad said a lot of stuff. Caerus tried his best to process it all, and commit it to his memory as he could. Dad talked about using his eyes- and Caerus looked to the ground, beginning to scan it for visual signs. In some places the dirt looked lumpy but not marked, and his gaze would drift to another point. Soon enough he noticed some prints that reminded him of the shape of rabbit legs, and with widened eyes, wagging tail, and not a single word, the eager hunter was bounding off after it to pursue.