Silver Creek Brother In Arms

Hyping off of Casmir's energy, Heston felt his own bloodlust rising. Casmir lunged at the beast, and the great thing side-stepped him with an irritated surprise. Heston hoped it would just lope away, so that they could chase after it and get it worked into a frenzy. It turned towards the pair of them, lowering it's horns towards Casmir. Shit.

It charged forward, snorting with obvious anger at the pair of wolves having dared challenge it. Heston leap to the opposite side that Casmir had. He spared his Brosmir a glance to be sure he was alright, then added his own deep voice to the barking. He darted forward then sprung back, attempting to get the creature on the run. The elk gave a bellow of rage, spinning to face the pair with a great snort. He seemed to regard the wolves with disdain, as if considering his next move. 

Heston snarled and snapped at the air, pushing forward and sending Casmir a glance and then a nod towards the elk. He wanted the brute to try and circle him while he had him distracted. They might have a small chance if they could get the bull running and then tired...or if they could find a hole to lead it into. Heston began to bark and yip like a madman, wanting to keep the bull's attention on him. The creature squared up, turning towards him. For now, it seemed to be working. Heston knew a charge would come soon enough, but if Casmir could startle it from behind...perhaps it's flight response might kick in.