Bearclaw Valley tamerlane

This was the second time Ashlar came eagerly to her hunting call.  He felt his blood begin to sing with the nerves of it the instant he decided to go, but he couldn't ignore a chance to help the pack. Last time he'd hunted with her, he'd embarrassed himself, and this time he was determined not to allow a repeat of this.

He stayed in back when he arrived and hung towards the trees.  He took in the scene with interest and his ears pushed forwards, curious... but he knew he'd be following and not leading.  He did not know enough of full pack hunts yet to drive the run or the kill.

modified again to fit the rest <3