Arrow Lake Ouch that must've hurt

Kazimir's grin cracked wider as Ruenna laughed and came back with a joke of her own, causing a snort to leave her nostrils "Then he'd be a ...mansel in distress and I'd swoop in to be his Knight" she said confidently delivering what was a horrible joke that time. She knew how awful it was but her expression held no sign of that, all swagger and playful smiles. Her mind turned to Diaspora and how the mountain was their claim even though other packs resided there. What would be done about that, were Stigmata and Mahler intending to wage war and defend them chasing them off? It was an interesting idea though it made her wary, they couldn't quite afford to do that now could they? She went over the members in her head and decided that they would at least have a chance if it happened but it would be pretty even, a challenging battle. 

Her musings about war we're interrupted as the beast groaned and she looked at it in time to see a mighty shudder go through it's body before it stilled. She looked to Ruenna and motioned for her to follow, an invitation in her gaze before she set toward the downed elk. Her approach was wary, eyes focusing on its sides and flank to search for signs of breathing but when she got close she noticed it's eyes open and glazed "It's dead. That must have sucked...I hope when I go it's quick" she said with a shiver.