Capybara

Alaric's black nose was glued to the ground as he sniffed out the trail of prey. His large cane corsos, Maul and Cinder, were right behind him. Their tails were up, their cropped ears perked and alert. They were helping their companion seek out the prey animal Alaric had caught the scent of, while also keeping alert for any potential dangers. Alaric could smell the prey animal getting stronger and he stopped in his tracks, placing them to a quite halt. "Maul, Cinder" He whispered to the dogs. "Stay low and out of sight." He asked the canines as he prepared himself to track down the prey animal more. He didn't want the dogs to accidentally spook off the prey. So he watched as the two Italian mastiffs trotted away a respectful distance and sat down on their hinds.