Redtail Rise Þief

it was a dazzling dance. his father was magnificent and lethal. ancelin watched, open-mouthed, as aventus ran alongside ashlar. 
he raised up on his little legs, unable to control himself. his tail waved; he almost barked but he stifled the sound. ancelin was filled with delight and looked over at atreus.
his brother's face was bitter. his eyes were hard. in defiance of their father he turned and walked off. 
ancelin stared after him. he looked back at the hunt, then at the big silver man who loudly sounded; his ears folded. the boy huddled against the ground. his focus was back on the wolves and the elk, but he felt emptier now. lonely.