Moonspear cynic's new year

"That's right," he confirmed, "but they do more than just hop. They're quite fleet-footed when they want to be, very capable of running when they need to." His gaze left the boy then and swept out to the footfalls once more. He studied them, a feat done quick and with certainty to know just what it was that the hare sought.

"This one was foraging, see how the path meanders? Even with all the snow on the ground, they look for things beneath it to eat. Greenery, mostly." He moved along, careful not to disturb the path left as they made their way. "Now, if we were to find this hare, can you tell me what you would do? How would snare it?"