Redhawk Caldera Good things about procrastination

All Somnia did was smile and wag her tail as Peregrine bumped his muzzle to her shoulder. The point had already been made that she was happy with Peregrine, no matter what anyone else thought, so why bother voicing anything similar mere moments after saying it? Besides, her body language said it for her.

When the subject of games for the pups came up, her tail started thumping against the ground louder. "I've thought about it a lot. The two most-needed skills for any wolf would be hunting and fighting. Some roughhousing between them should do the trick for that, and I've thought of a game to hone their hunting skills before they're old enough to actually accompany hunts.

"Well we have quite a lot of fowl around here, whether it be the bigger birds in the forested area, or the water fowl on the lakes. Fowl always flee by flying away. If we can teach the pups to have better accuracy when jumping at things not too high off the ground, they should be better at hunting fowl. I have an idea for a game that should do this. It would require to adults, a bunch of feathers, and taking advantage of one of steep ridges in the Caldera. Someone could stand on top of the ridge and drop feathers, so they slowly drift down to the pups and an adult supervising them below. To intrigue the pups, there could be some kind of prize for whoever catches the most. Or, if you'd rather promote teamwork, if they catch more than a certain amount all together they would get a prize."

A long, detailed description of the game before being asked to give it? That was Somnia for you.