On the Prowl

Atreus nodded gravely, though his chest was swelling with pride at the question. "Yes, I'd like that." Standing straight beside Sirius, he peered up at the sky as he did, then stared off intently into the forest, committing Sirius' words to memory. If a bunch of animals were heading off to or out of bed, that meant that a lot of different kind would be available. "Meat is meat," he said absently in response to Sirius' prompting. He'd always viewed food as fuel rather than something to savor for pleasure. "Can we hunt something big enough to share with the pack?" He tried to think about what would what two wolves could be expected to take down. While he had the utmost confidence in his grandfather's ability, and secretly wanted to hunt something particularly impressive like an elk or moose, he reluctantly admitted that his untrained assistance would probably be more hindrance to him than help, so maybe not a really big animal. "Deer? Mountain goat?"