Stone Circle Sweet Spring

Sven walked along the borders. Steel eyes on the horizon
 A deep breath in and out. Spring was upon them. And almost summer. He couldn't quite help the happiness that stirred his heart.

He snuffled at the dirt. On the trail of a rabbit.

The dark form of Sven was bent over the trail when he became visible to the stone prince. The land around the stone circle livened with greenery that Ujurak appreciated immensely. The sun overhead warmed the silver boy's back as he padded over to his brother. Lowering his head to inspect what held Sven's attention.

Rabbit.

Ujurak chuffed to his brother, flashing him a smile. He leaned close and lowered his voice;he wouldn't dare to scare away any prey that may be hiding.

Looking for a snack? Would you like some help?

Sven was so lost in hia ministrations. That he hadn't noticed his brothers presence at first.  His first clue was the sound of padding feet coming towards him.

He blinked and smile. Nudging Ujurak in the shoulder.

Voice whisper soft. Yes maybe with two of us we can get more than one.

Turquoise eyes glittered with delight. Smile broadening, Ujurak lifted his head. Focus diverting to the new task as hand. Gaze sweeping the meadow ahead for any movement. Perhaps the fleeting body of a hare, the twitch of the tall meadow grasses, a shuffle of the branches of a bush.

Of course, there would be none of those things. Hunting wasn't easy work. With a gesture with his muzzle, he urged Sven to continue down the trail. Allowing his brother to lead his hunt.

Checking the wind, he maneuvered to follow his brother from a downwind position. His step would be light. Shoulders high as his head lowered into a hunter's stalk. Poised for any escaping rabbits should they be flushed from hiding. A silver ear canted towards his darkling brother as he kept his brother within his line of sight. Ujurak was there to help where he was needed.

Sven zeroed in on little movements. Slate grey eyes finding small puffs of dust where they had been. Soon enough they began to take shape as they stood motionless hoping the two brothers didn't see them.

Sven nodded. If I go around them and send them this way.
 Can you catch a couple and I'll take out the ones in back.

It was his hope that with one in front and one in back they would possibly get 2. He hoped he was right. He hadn't hunted with anyone else in some time.

Ujurak followed Sven's gaze. There they are. The rabbits were watchful. Still. So small against the swaying meadow grass. Ujurak ever so slightly tilted his muzzle towards his brother. Turquoise eyes never fully leaving their quarry

Yes. He could envision the plan. They won't know what to do with two sets of jaws from two directions.

Head down, Ujurak carried himself low, allowing the tallest of the meadow grasses to obscure him. He didn't move far from where they stood but he did not want to stand in the last place the rabbits saw them. Once positioned, Ujurak remained motionless.

He was ready.