He really wished he was more calm, cool and collected like his brother, or confident and playful like his sister but no he has to be essentially the opposite of all of them though he had gained some confidence after training with Sleekwing. Still though he was tired and it was hard to get one’s nature taken away from him. Perhaps still in more time he will learn to at least stand up more for himself but today he was happy to just follow Shiloh. His tail gave a few embarrassed, happy waves as she giggled at his klutziness. His mismatched eyes glinted slightly, anything that made her happy made him feel better, though before if such a thing would have happened surely he just would have died in embarrassment. Then again he probably wouldn’t have even come down for anyone else, Shiloh, for Amoxtli, was just special.

At her single word to his rather pathetic attempt to tame his muscles he gave a little chuckle as she nipped at him playfully before he had a chance to get up to his paws. He shook her off nudging her own head away from himself playfully as he finally rose to his full height. His muscles still protested, but he thought in time and work perhaps he would feel a little better especially if he were with Shiloh. His tail waved again; of course he had no idea of his meeting with his parents and his goodness for puppies. Puppies were the furthest thing from his mind currently he was still just wrapping his head around just having a mate and nearly being an adult at that.

She greeted him and then barked happily before assailing him with nips and nudges at his back end making him jump forward slightly while all the while being very confused. ”What, what!?” and watched her dance of into the trees leaving him standing still and quite obviously bewildered for a second. A hunt? Hopefully she didn’t mean something like a boar that scar from that hunt would forever be on his shoulder, but for Amoxtli it was a constant reminder of what he wanted to do and become for those around him.

He tagged behind her looking around a bit nervously but still managing a few waves of his dusty dark brown banner as he followed her and she spoke to him. ”Well.. you saw me hunt, right Shiloh, what do you think?” He asked a little timidly though really she had he was indeed curious. Of course he was decent at hunting, at least decent enough so that he didn’t rely on his father’s kills anymore. He hunted some larger game with his father most the time though but he could hunt smaller things too when he just wanted something for himself. She looked so happy though and alive and the boy could appreciate her enthusiasm. She technically outranked him now and was ‘boss’ in some fashions he supposed. It was amusing to say the least.

”What type of prey did you have in mind, Shiloh?” He moved closer to her now mismatched eyes meeting her deep bright blue ones and a small smile set on his maw. Hopefully whatever it was it wouldn’t be so bad like the boar.