Bring Home the Bacon [festival hunt]

The male felt a bit of confidence in his steps as he wandered forth, heeding the call of the one he'd been assigned to hunt with. Gaze would shift between his teammates, landing on one little wolf in particular. He was small... almost petite. It looked like he would have a harder time participating, but at least he had the spirit and courage to do so! The male would chuckle softly to himself, coming up beside the younger boy. "It truly is a good feeling, isn't it?" There was a sparkle of mischief in his eyes. He couldn't remember the last time he had hunted in a group! His gaze would then shift to the leader of their hunting party. "So... catch the scent of anything particularly tasty?" He would ask, noting how the man had moved with purpose as he lead the group.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think