Sunbeam Lair Put your hands up, here and there

Chaska stood ready, and waited for the go ahead to move. The other male was to track, and the grey storyteller expected if their alpha trusted them to, he could too, and he would do his best to help in this hunt. The tracker started moving, and Chaska prepared to move, when Asterr moved. He would follow behind.

Another male arrived, asking a question to no one in particular, at least that's what Chaska guessed. "A hunt" he answered quickly over his shoulder to the other male. He knew none of their names, only Asterr's, though he felt rather comfortable about it. "Pronghorns."