Redtail Rise pilot.

the herd of the lumbering, thick beasts appear utterly unbothered by father.

bobcat watches them with a hawkish gaze; twin suns blazing into the brutish beasts, with their strange shapes; breaking observation as father makes his way back to bobcat's position.

bobcat straightens at father's approach, a low rumble lingering in his chest. they do not spook, it is meant to communicate; brow furrowing with his puzzlement.

how, then, were they meant to hunt them?