Dawnlark Plains XXXVIII

this was exhilarating.
the boys seemed to take direction well. it felt like having little brothers, and he was impressed by how (etienne, wasn't it?) darted at the great shapes with open fearlessness.
however, if anyone got hurt, it would be his fault, and so the bjern stepped up to give direction. their portion of the herd, breaking under the onslaught, was beginning to turn and run. "keep back from their hooves!" the young hunter shouted over the cacophony.
he snapped at the haunch of one animal, then another, eyes darting to keep watch over the wolves who followed him as they sought to stampede the left flank of the herd across the terrain, far from the others.