Hoshor Plains why you gotta despise it?

They sat and watched the herd for a while, her the lilting of her voice a welcome distraction from as he followed her gesture to the plains below. "Saffique?" he wondered, "where is that?" From up here he could just about see the figures she was referring too, though they were soon lost to him in the crowd.

Her next question drew a laugh from the boy; a poor excuse to hide the worry she had inadvertently reinstalled. He hoped for all their sakes that there would be no casualties - and for the little girl especially, he hoped her family would return unscathed. "Sometimes," he spoke carefully gaze finding hers to gauge her reaction.

"But when you hunt together it's a lot less likely to happen. More eyes and ears to spot when something is going wrong." When he hunted with Raiyuk, they could watch for each other weak points and ensure neither got hurt. "Taking on a bison is only for the strongest of hunters." At this he grinned and relaxed onto his belly, wondering suddenly if she would be impressed by this.