A Good Day For Chicken Soup

The boy nodded and moved off into the grass, Brandr close beside as they tracked. Brandr's nose scouted along the ground, noticing the strengthening scent and the lost feathers on the ground. He kept silent but it was clear the pup had noticed to for the youth looked to Brandr and he nodded. The pair picked up pace. They were getting closer, he could feel it. Brandr slowed as they neared some denser brush where the chickens were most likely hiding. Brandr's hind legs tensed beneath him as he stared into the brush. He broke his line of sight for just a moment as he turned to the youth and nodded, he was ready. Time to catch these birds!