he makes progress only when he sticks his neck out

Ken knew the call wasn't for him, but that didn't stop him from sticking his nose in. Seeing his brothers gathered with his mum, he bounded over, wet tail waving over his back. His mother was watching one of the walking rocks that liked to eat grass and the boy immediately ran to the back of it and put his paws on its shell, head canting one way and then the other as he looked for something to bite on. If her intention was to have the kids hunt this, he wasn't sure he understood just how they were going to do it. The thing hadn't even bothered to retreat into it's shell, so unfazed by the young wolves and their mother.