Blacktail Deer Plateau Health Class

The young hunter listened with his ginger ears curiously perked atop his head, intruiged by the idea of breeding season. He was too young, of course, but he knew what it was. He did not know how to partake in it, but he had little want to anyway - he wasn't really interest in actually doing anything, but he would like to learn more. He always liked to learn more about things, and this was no exception - and so when Grayday spoke of staying behind for a 'crash course' he decided he would. 

Then came the talk of guards, and Kieran flinched a little at Engel's words, biting the inside of his cheek. That wasn't going to go down well, was it? He was right. The wolves of Morningside shot angry looks at him and some spat irritated retorts. The yearling himself liked Engel, and although the words he spoke were not what he would have said, he did feel a small amount of sympathy for him. So he remained silent at that, waiting until the conversation switched back to guards.

"I can be a guard if it's needed." After all, any chance he could help out he would take.