tapirs use their schnose as a snorkle

Hattori turned to address his sons, they both had much to learn, but at least they were making an effort. He could respect that, it often felt like his first litter just coasted through life, comfy with their position as royalty thanks to their Mother's rank. At least this lot were different, he saw their efforts and the fruit of their labour. Tracking was half of the work and he knew by now his sons were at least somewhat capable of it, they had gotten to this point after all.

"Yes. How do you think we should go about it?" He asked, setting this as a test, because of course he did.