It's A Trap! [Snaring Hares]

Takeshi had been out doing his rounds when Stjarna’s call had rang out into the air. He’d paused in his strides, auds angling to try and decipher the direction it had come from before he turned his direction toward the Shrine. He took off at a light jog, not rushing but not taking his time either. The snares would still need to be made when he got there, a tool that was ever in use especially in the dead of winter when it was harder to come directly across them. He and his mother had made a session of crafting them, so he wasn’t a stranger to making the tool, but he could always use practice.

It wasn’t long before he arrived at the Shrine, coming across the monochrome frame of the wolf. He offered them a woof of greeting, settling down not too far away and gathering the supplies laid out in front of him to begin making them, his paws tending to the rope to begin the delicate loops that would eventually snap onto the neck or limb of their prey, rendering it immobile for their hungry stomachs.