Duck Lake I tell you that I'm thinking about,

Cole's eyes flicked over to Elowen, a grin tugging at his lips, the excitement of the hunt rising in his chest. The moment hung there, suspended in the cool morning air, and he gave her a single nod.

Go, he whispered, his voice low and steady, as he bounded forward, his body flowing with fluid motion. His paws barely made a sound against the earth as he surged through the brush, tail tight behind him.

In the blink of an eye, he was upon the ducks, his eyes locked on two that were closest, their wings fluttering just above the water. With a swift leap and a flash of teeth, Cole snatched one from the air, his jaws snapping shut with deadly precision. Without hesitation, he turned, leaping again to catch the second, pulling it down with the same speed and force.

Two down, just like that. His tail flicked with satisfaction as he landed, ducks at his paws. He turned to Elowen, a gleam of approval in his eyes. Two down, darlin', he said, his voice warm with pride. Your turn.