Hoshor Plains Hunting Horns

Azzaro was fast despite his stocky and muscular build. Being back where he should be, underneath the sky with nothing in between, with the wind in his agouti fur, running between the tall grass of the plains, the sound of Bison running in his ears seemed to have awoken him once more. He was no longer some simple loner, but a true Dotharan wolf, hunting their rightful prey and not simple deer and elk, running alongside his fellow Dotharan packmates.

The agouti wolf leaped several times, and everytime, his blow connected. He aimed for the flanks and legs, hoping to slow it down. It wasn't long before Rakharo decided to finish the first hunt the Khalas had in their new home, the Khal brought down the large beast and Azzaro watched with fiery ivory eyes as it fell onto the ground.

Trotting forward, Azzaro waited for the Khal's word, so he and the rest of the Khalas could feast on Bison at last.