Silvertip Mountain Food for thought

Small pp, lemme know if you want me to change! Next round starts Monday 17th

Zhavvi seemed to have picked up on something he missed, and he followed her taking care to tread as lightly as she did. His eyes widened at seeing the mother and calf, it would make for a good catch. Still, he wanted to know his options and motioned for Zhavvi to stay and wait while he crept back. He met Chaska on his return.

Chaska informed him of the situation there and FitzDutiful made a judgement call, keeping his voice low. "There's a mother and calf this way. I think our chances are best away from the herd." he lead the way back to Zhavvi, checking on the situation with her.

"Zhavvi mother, Chaska take the calf down, I'll help Zhavvi with the mother. Once you've got the calf down, come and help us." It was important this was done quickly, the longer it took them to get the mother down, the more chance the rest of the herd would come. They needed the stench of death to keep the herd away.

He waited for his team to be ready and then lead the charge, snapping at the mother's heels, trying to turn her away from the calf so Chaska had an easier time of getting his kill. It was a situation fraught with tension but the hunt enthused him with energy and he gave himself to the blood-lust.