Silver Creek Brother In Arms

Casmir bumped into him hard, and he laughed again around the tail. He dropped it at his feet, panting happily, a large grin on his face. "Holy shit." He breathed, looking at the trophy. "Too bad that won't bleed enough to bring it down." He looked after the way the elk had gone. "Yes," He laughed, agreeing with Casmir. "I'll put it up to impress all the girls I bring in. Maybe I'll find a way to wear it, to be more impressive." He was kidding about the last, but he was considering putting the thing in his den. It was more hair than flesh, so it wouldn't rot much...he hoped.

"Think he'll go show it to his elk bros? Not exactly a scar you want ladies to admire, missing a tail. Probably the worst place." He smirked, pleased with himself and Casmir. "Next time we hunt together, we take the whole thing down, Casbro."