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Rabbits were swift creatures. A large wolf like Issorartuyok had always found difficulty in keeping up with their nimbler movements. He glanced to the scout with a sweeping gaze, sizing her up in his mind’s eye as a hunter of the flighty beasts. The northerner did not imagine she would struggle in the same ways that he did.

Let us search. I have never been good at catching rabbits, he confessed to her with a small nod. The brown of his eyes shifted to his large dark paws. They’re swift and I am large. Issorartuyok laughed, hoping that Meerkat would find humor in his admitting this to her. He realized that he had relied quite a bit on her skill. She led them as a scout, she had provided him with detailed instruction, and now he looked to her to lead their hunt.

Shall we begin?