Rhazii did not verbally respond to Ahnasha. He stared across at the target he had been shown and his nostrils pulsed to smell at the air. When Ahnasha began to move, he kept close to the point of lockstep with Ahnasha's trotting paces.

The rest of the pack were experienced enough to know the plan without Lorag confirming it to them. They took up positions opposite the waterway in preparation to strike. Fendros and Sabine were allocated to the sides to keep the chaurus escaping across the edge of the water while the others would leap out.

Rhazii was tense and sprung. Chaurus meat was not the tastiest of flesh, but his beast spirit did not mind. He was opening and closing his mouth, licking the sides of his snout as he began to salivate. The hardest part was not getting so excited that he would begin wagging his tail or leaping out prematurely. The gaze of his parents kept him tempered for the most part. He didn't take his eyes off his prey.