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Boy, had he ever planned this well- and they weren't even at the best bit yet!

True, they were following rabbit tracks toward a rabbit warren. And Aiden, after sniffing around, caught on to the trail, and Bronco nodded, gesturing for Jay to head that way as well. "Looks like that's the way, good job, Aido," He said. "When you can see their pawprints- like in mud, or snow, they look almost like canine footprints when they're running. They have claws, like us. Feline footprints- lynx, bobcat or cougar- they'll have rounder toepads, and they walk with their claws tucked in." He explained in a quiet voice as they moved along. He watched the boys to see that they stayed on track, but allowing them to meander about a bit- counting that eventually, one of them would stumble upon one of the surprises he'd planted. 

"When they're just lopping along, you can see- like here. You can see how big the hind feet are, and how their back legs leave a print behind." He said, gesturing to the long streaks that led up to the rabbit's pawprint. He continued forward, keeping an eye on the boys, watching for a reaction. 

Along the path- in four places- he'd hidden the spikes from young bucks that had already shed their antlers. Just the perfect size to look like they could have belonged to a jackalope. He lagged behind a bit, hoping the kids would find them first.