Redtail Rise bloodrain

ancelin was fascinated. compared to him, the red girl moved like a well-oiled machine. he saw how jerky his movements were next to hers. but the comparison did not sting. ancelin decided that it was a reason for him to do better.
when she sprang, he sat up, ears quivering. and when the grasshopper did not fly again, when he heard its trapped buzzing muted by her paws and the earth, ancelin stole closer. his ears slid back, his tail swung once. friendly. 
he stared intently at where the insect must be. "have blood?" he whispered hoarsely to her.