Sun Mote Copse Triple Nuclear Awesomeness

Epic wasn't the sort of competitive wolf when it came to games, unless it was about something that gave him thrill, adrenaline and excitement such as hunting. In any other situation he was probably laid-back. There was a single problem though; he began to forget all about the world around him, instead he was entirely absorbed in the game while not paying much attention to anything else.

His golden eyes squinted as he solely focused upon the impression that Maia made, something with a high-tail, stately strides, nose to the ground and ears twisting around. Tough cookie. He thought, and he thought ..and he thought some more. Epic was taking his time, trying to grasp a sense of what she was impersonating but it was rather difficult. Then, suddenly like a light bulb being switched on, he smiled and wanted to scream his thoughts from the top of the mountain.

"Oh, I know. I know!" He suddenly said with a huge tsunami of enthousiasm. "It's a rabbit, right? Or a h-hare! A hare with rabies. Yes, that must be IT." Epic was super-duper certain of it. There was no way in the world he could be wrong, or could he?