Ouroboros Spine blood for the bloodgoat

Their hunt had been in vain. Kind of. They'd sort of moved the herd around until the bull elk stood up and proved himself too strong of hoof to really be reckoned with. It had been... a frustratingly long wait and unfruitful. Another time perhaps they'd be able to penetrate the fold. Until then they were left without which made Kerosene thankful for the summer and an abundance of other life.

They'd dispersed a bit, mentally recovering from their injured pride and then, like a small mercy rose the scent of blood upon the air. Tonravik was already upon it. She zeroed in on the creature, honing her finer skills as she pursued this alternative food source. Kero was in the area and caught on. He neared their determined queen and fell into her wake until it was time to fan out and trap their second chance at satisfied stomachs.