lets try this one more time

Redrum's heart pounded in his chest, a mixture of excitement and nervousness coursing through his veins as he listened intently to Ghoul's instructions. The young boy, with his crimson fur and keen golden eyes, nodded eagerly in response to the lead hunter's command. His tail flicked behind him, betraying his anticipation as he prepared himself for the task ahead. Ripper had arrived in time to hear the plan. With a smirk and a shoulder bump returned in kind, he stood excitedly beside his brother for the hunt to begin. Even their mother arrived in time for the hunt, Medusa bounding over with enthusiasm that eased Redrum’s nerves a touch more.

Ghouls outlined the plan, his face serious.. But somehow softer as his tail wagged. Redrum was like a mirror, returning the warmth back to the male. "Got. It." The vermillion boy replied, his voice a low growl tinged with determination. He glanced over at Gruesome, his fellow young hunter, exchanging a brief nod of solidarity before turning his attention back to the looming herd of giraffes. No getting trampled.

As Ghoul and the others moved out, Redrum fell into step behind Medusa, his senses heightened as he focused on the task at hand. The air was thick with the scent of prey, and the sound of his heart beating thudded and filled his ears. With each careful step, Redrum felt a surge of adrenaline course through him. He knew that his role in the hunt was crucial. While the others would take down the calf, he had volunteered to distract the adults, to draw their attention away from the vulnerable young giraffe.