Greatwater Lake Through the tears and the pain

Oli followed behind Miksai. His paws strategically placed one in front of the other. His eyes were staring and un moving as a herd of moose came into view. Oli had seen a moose before, but he had never actually seen them in a herd. They were pretty different acting from deer or elk. They really stayed together. You know what else was different for deer or elk, the size. These moose were huge. One good run over and the two partners would be dinner for the buzzards. Oli went along the others side of the herd. Watching the female moose move pumped more and more adrenaline into his veins. His mouth began to water as he though about the things he would do to this moose. He firmly believed that an animal that was or has been killed for the stomachs of his pack should not suffer  and be killed immediately. Plus any extra stress on the animal could soil the meat. Oli watched Miksai's movements closely, for he was nervous about early attacking, and Oli didn't know a whole bunch on herbs.