The young she-wolf was exhausted. Not only had she used up most of her energy swimming to the islands; despite having help from her dark-colored friend, now she had to use more of it to go hunting. Though she knew this would be a lesson, and the pup was always willing to learn new things and experiences; when her body cried out for some form of relaxation she had to bite back the urge and continue forward. She listened to her companion's words intently, keeping a close eye on his movements until he gave her the go ahead to lead. This...was certainly going to be interesting that was for sure. She gave a small huff.
"Yes, Sir," she whispered, not wanting to disturb any possible prey that was in the area with a possibly loud tone. She trudged slowly through the brush while also keeping a close eye on the shore. She was young, so the thought of attacking a large prey animal would seem out of the question. Perhaps, she could find something that was a little out of her comfort zone besides fish and hares.
Altair kept her nose to the ground and to the air, catching any possible scents that were rather close, her ears flicking as well once she happened to catch something moving around within the brush. Her dual-toned orbs locked onto a small family of ducks that were nested in the area. She never necessarily tackled a hunt with one of these before, but she quietly turned her crown to Dominus, her ear flicking in the direction of the target. Perhaps this might be a good first practice until she was older to take on larger prey? She hoped he was at least understanding with this choice, even though she had grown a bit, this surely shouldn't be any trouble, at least in her eyes.
