Moonspear maybe in time

The scent of rabbits grew until the two brothers were nearly on top of them. It smelled like a few from a warren had wandered out in search of greens. As Atlas led their path, he cut around to make sure they would remain downwind and could still watch. When he had found a perfect hideaway for them, he turned to Altair and smiled softly. He had proven his worth well in that first test; Hydra and Dirge would likely be very pleased to know that their boy was capable of keeping up with his prey, even if it was on a small scale.
 
“Let’s see if we can catch one. I’ll circle around and rush them. They’ll come this way, so you need to be ready to spring, alright?” the dark wolf whispered, casting a curious glance toward his sibling. He wanted to make sure Altair was up for it before he threw the pup into the fray. Atlas was of the opinion that it was the easiest way to learn the tools of the trade. There was nothing more surprising than how quickly those rabbits could turn.