It is a wonderful summer day in the Range and Merlin is happily sunbathing in the tall grass when a summons from one of the packs more experienced hunters’ rings through the air. Immediately the boy rolls onto his stomach and stands, always ready and willing to learn new things and he definitely does not want to miss out on this. Looping across the open expense, it does not take him long to find the form of the older hunter who had called and the pup he had helped at the border.
Angling himself toward the younger girl, he comes to a stop beside her and offers a small nudge to her shoulder and wink in way of greeting. A bright smile is offered to both of them as Merlin softly and excitedly asks, “What are we hunting?” If he had been thinking, the boy might have realized that he could simply scent the air and find the answer for himself but, since this is his first official hunt with his pack, the excitement has kind of… made him forget all his lessons.
