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

Aventus trailed behind, ears pricked for sounds Ancelin might not pick up in his inexperience. It was natural for the Clawan to doubt the abilities of the young a little, but when his son stopped at the edge of a clearing, he found there was no reason for him to doubt at all.

There were so many hares, he couldn't count them all. Aventus sank into a lower crouch, hiding himself there where the foliage thinned and adjusting his balance on his toes. When he felt prepared, his silver eyes sought Ancelin's and with the same wordless understanding, he dipped his muzzle forward in a nod.

His son would have the honour of breaking cover first.