Hoshor Plains Hunting Horns

Next round will start whenever I'm back to reply, which is probably after next sunday (the 30th) because I'm going away for the week. Sorry for doing it when we're just starting to work as a pack!

- @Lavakho @Zhavvi @Kivi @Azzaro @Raezho @Zoratto @Rhanno @Tomahawk -

The earth was shaking under his paws, and the wind and grass brushing past him as he, at full speed fchased after the giants of the plains, the Bison they had been promised. That was their herd now, their Drogikh, and it was just how he reminded them to be from Rhaesh Dahaan.

The thundering sound of hundreds of Bison's hooves was almost deafening, but it wasn't enough to silence the quarrel that developed behind Rakharo's back, who noticed instantly the dominance displayed by his daughter, for which he wasn't completely satisfied about, but also noticing the Ezoks making their voice heard, which actually caused him to grin, used to the fierce disputes for dominance among the Dotharan. Rhanno noticed this as well, and Rakharo shot a glance at him, communicating the affinity in their thoughts.

As the Khalas charged forward for the Drogikh, both Azzaro and Raezho took the iniciative to pick their best option. A limping elder that tried to follow the rest, but which Rakharo decided was time to separate from the group. They needed to make space between their prey and the rest of the herd to prevent them to strike back, which would be disastrous for the hunt. The Golden Khal put himself between the larger beast and the herd, and started steering away from it.

Once far enough, the Khalas would surround the Bison from every angle, and snap at it until the blood-loss tumbled him to the ground. Rakharo would take a few strikes, but he would allow the rest of the khalas to make their part in their first hunt in the Golden Plains. The Hoshor Plains.