Can't go back now

It was up to this new wolf to track. The answers Iqniq knew from living in the area and from tasting the air were answers he kept to himself as he waited for this wolf to make heads or tails of the area. Elk. Nearby. Mm. The nearby valleys had a lot to offer this pack so long as they were willing to make the trip up and down the mountainous slopes. The internal territories were home to other prey too, but so long as they were lingering on the borders, they'd turn their hunt towards places unclaimed by any pack.

The wolf spoke. Iqniq offered him a nod. "Let's go then." Together, they set off. Iqniq let the dark stranger take point. He was tracking. He was leading. This test was his and his alone. Iqniq was merely there to be added muscle and support once they got to wherever it was they were heading. This wolf was sharp. His tracking skills were excellent in the way he noticed not only scents but the signs of traveling and other details that were crucial in hunting. It didn't take long for them to come across the herd of male elk. Not long at all.

They huddled in the grass. Iqniq watched the herd, running his eyes over their many members and searching for any signs of weakness. Elk were large beasts. They'd need something sickly or old and weak if they were to make a kill on this occasion. "See anything worth eating?" he asked the wolf in hushed tones. He'd tracked, but that was only the first part of being a gamekeeper. The second part was in making the kill.