Scavenger hunt

Ken was distractable. Every grasshopper was bounced after, every bug that burst from the overgrown grass lunged after. He still kept moderately within the vicinity that would be considered to be 'following his mother', but he was bored of walking.

When Modesty came to a halt at the top of a small rise and began to speak to them, his ears turned forward attentively and his tail waved at his back. Fighting was fun, fighting more than one opponent could only double the fun right? When his mother's ear flicked, his own turned forward to try and catch what she might have heard... was that... chattering he heard in the distance? When she gestured the direction they should go, the boy bounded forward, ready to get his teeth bloody finally.