Emberwood Light it up

"Youngling" made him grimace and flinch. "Jackie." He grunted, clearly disgruntled by the previous moniker though he had definitely been called worse in his lifetime. he didn't really want to be put in charge, and as an indication of his reluctance he kept his tail clenched between his hind legs. He didn't like being followed, and kept his head canted so that he could keep an eye on Gunnar. It was distracting him from focusing on his tracking, but she scent was fresh enough that he could follow one interest with his nose, and keep an eye on the other with his peripheral vision. 

"Smells like rabbit." He informed, glancing back. He didn't expect Gunnar to be terribly impressed. Figuring out what kind of prey belonged to what kind of tracks wasn't exactly genius level work.