blooding the hounds of hell - round six

woops sorry guys! slight PP to get them going. Round Two will end Saturday, August 29th.

most of the summoned wolves had arrived to heed lasher's call; he dipped his head in deference to dante, nudged blue willow's cheek with his own. "there is a lamed cow in the herd," he murmured. "the elk is fierce, but i do not believe he will sacrifice the lives of the yearling calves for her. she still shows strength, but can be worn down."

"the herd grazes on rolling land, with hidden pitfalls and crevices. she may be persuaded to be cut away from her kith and run down into exhaustion," the beta continued quietly. "we shall form two groups. casmir, malachi, to me. pearl, blue willow, please accompany dante into the flatlands."

with that he turned and set a firm pace for them, wending down his wolves along the edge of the plateau. as the terrain changed from rocky ground to softer loam surmounted by long blades of summer grass, the hunting leader looked around himself for the others.

dante was an experienced hunter; he would know what lasher intended. he himself was still, his sharp eyes making quick work of locating their target as he awaited the others to ready themselves, and perhaps for the rest of the pack to join them.