Swiftcurrent Creek Vivec

sorry for the wait! <3

mahler shook his head, but gave akatosh a fond glance. "it is close. but moose are much larger." he lowered his muzzle, demonstrating a deep sniff, and indicated that the boy should do the same. "deer." after mulling over the scent a moment longer, the musiker paced off into the wood. he expected that akatosh would follow.
however, his steps were cut short; mahler drew up sharply, glancing to his charge with a pointed expression that suggested the young royal stay silent. for not thirty feet away, a stag paraded magnificently through the wood, his antlers striped with blood from a fight outside the usual rutting season. mahler observed the animal silently, appreciating its power even through his powerful draw to give chase.