Dawnlark Plains Hinterlands

He wasn't entirely thrilled with the idea of hunting beside a wolfdog, but the idea of a full belly was too tempting to muck up with petty arguments. Sitiyok followed the duo until they fanned out and began searching for the trail that would lead them to the herd. Flora found it first, much to his chagrin, but he turned heel and followed until they reached the area where the deer were grazing. Staying low, he watched Warbone as he silently passed out orders, only to nod and creep forward into an obscuring patch of honeysuckle. He'd not participated in a proper hunt for some time now, so every sense was keyed in; honed, primed, and ready.