Hoshor Plains Bison Hunt 2 [Kaluktuk's Group]

When she heard her name called, Bronte turned without hesitating. The wolves were being split into smaller, separate groups. Here, on these snow laden plains, they would hunt today. If they were successful, their reward would possibly be the greatest feast of the season.

But the young Blackthorn was intimidated. Uncertain. She had hunted larger game before and knew the basics for a safe and successful kill. Deer and Elk were one thing. The heaving, brown behemoths with their curved horns were another completely. 

She had never seen the likes of them before. Certainly not back home at the Caldera. As she gathered with the few other wolves under a gnarly, twisted tree, she considered the wolves she had been paired with. Aside from one other pale fawn boy that looked around her age (@Raiyuk), the others seemed to be older than her. She knew nothing about any of them and she could only hope that they would work well as a team.

Luckily, the scarred silver man, Kaluktuk, seemed wise and experienced. A wolf that knew what he was doing. She listened to his instructions closely. Relieved to be paired with Boone, who was gigantic in stature. Their job was to drive the young bull away from his brethren. 

Despite her nerves, she did her best not to show her apprehension (but perhaps failing miserably). Instead she just nodded, ready to test herself in a serious hunt. Bronte would not let her own hint of doubt interfere with the success of their task today.

Falling in beside @Boone, she began to head forward, slowly at first, to give the Kaluktuk and his partners the time they needed to begin pushing the herd away. She glanced at the Hearthwood man, hope in her eye that he would have her back. She needed to trust him.