Moonstone Quarry BWP: TSS A hunting we will go

Aiolos smiles softly to himself as she comes a bit closer, to lean on his leg as they both looked out to the small herd of elk which had gotten separated from the rest. 

As it were right now, fear and adrenaline fueled them. They were in panic mode. Aiolos would make sure to mention this to the rest of his pack, to return and see who was left. By then, they would be tired and perhaps even, injured as they struggled to climb the steep incline to get out. 

Yes, He said to the little girl. There are far more of them then they are predators. This, and when we die... He turns his muzzle down to look at her. Our bodies break down and help to feed and grow the grass, which of course, the deer and others need to live. It all came together. Balance.