Moonspear Random Acts

He was pleased to see Sialuk bound after the rabbit, even though he'd possibly injured it enough to give the youngster too much of an advantage in terms of speed and agility. That didn't matter- she could learn with something like this now, and he could always find something more challenging for her later. What he did notice, though, was that she- like many others- lacked a bit of know-how in terms of what to do with the creature once she'd caught up with it. And that was fair- he couldn't expect her to know what to do with her instincts right off the bat- but he wasn't going to give her all the answers, either. 

He stood up and picked up a gentle lope, looping around so that he could confront the fleeing rabbit. Like a cattle-driver, he had to pounce this way and that to correct its direction, before he was able to send it back, roughly in Sialuk's direction, with a few snaps of his jaws. The rabbit wasn't keen on running directly toward another wolf- but it seemed to prefer taking its chances with the small, fluffy one rather than the large, toothy one.