Redtail Rise while the future is fast coming for you, it always flinches first

ancelin nodded. he moved in a resolute, ground-eating trot. the terrain of their world was made for it. out in the distance he spotted a small herd of sheep, moving down from the mountains to graze. he glanced at his father. would two of them be enough?
wordlessly he sought a second option. he found the dried droppings of hares and sniffed over them for freshness. today's spoor.
this all came easily to him now, and the second time he did not look for aventus' approval, only moved in confidence.