Neverwinter Forest carry me down the mountain, water,

Catamaran had not expected there to be much discussion on the topic. He made a quiet sound at the idea of benefitting the living buck, as if the thought had not yet crossed his mind. It was not an idea he could get behind, and he did not feel any need to justify that to himself or Rokkur — but far be it from him to judge a man for being thoughtful. He stood by, listening with idle interest while the other male made up his mind.

"It probably wasn't illness," the bounty hunter replied, even after Rokkur had agreed to follow his lead. The man had asked, and Catamaran thought that this was knowledge worth sharing. "Its neck was likely broken in the battle for dominance."

The buck could get away clean, then. If they helped it. But,

"This is an unusually safe hunt, and with a high reward," he reminded the other man. "It might live if we save it, but so might one of your own die in the next hunt, or from famine, somewhere down along the line."

He'd never had to defend such a choice before, but he found that the answers came to him easily enough. It interested him that Rokkur seemed to have reservations. Born of what, he wondered?

But — ah, the buck was panicking again, having finally sensed their presence in the midst of a conversation. They ought to end this before it had time to truly process what would befall it on this day. He dropped the conversation and stepped toward the creature, glancing back at Rokkur to see if he was still willing to take part.

Feel free to PP Catamaran in your next post! I figure we don't need to do another big hunting scene unless you want to, and if not we can just mainly summarize this kill. Maybe they have more philosophy to discuss?