Moonspear towards disaster and the things that i would see

Arcturus was gentle in his delivery; nothing could alter the circumstances that Osiris had been born into. "Oh," he replied. "Okay." Osiris' training would take longer than he had initially anticipated, and although he wasn't pleased with the news, it was not in his nature to refute outright. 

With the expectations set, Osiris was able to focus on the task at hand: tracking the vole. When asked to follow the trail that the creature had left, the child dropped to a crouch and crept forward on light paws. The residue seemed to direct Osiris from the crest of the hill and to the valley below—where the ground was softer underpaw, and perfect for burrowing. Standing, he turned and looked at Arcturus. 

"It goes down there, Uncle," Osiris announced, motioning to the plain with a gentle sweep of his snout.