Ouroboros Spine Stop telling Lies about Me, and I'll Stop telling the Truth about You

The rust and cream pelted man examined his illustration, and soon reappproached the topic with another sentence.
The deer and buck have already begun their trail into the thicker and more compact woods, however the stragglers have yet to catch up. A smirk drifted to this yearling maw, and he said with confidence,

"The healthy, able, and smartenned elk have already reached their destination, but the lame, sick, and old still struggle with they journey. Seeing how their straggling, theyve been left behind around this section here, "

Luc referenced a midsection of the line he drew of the deer trail, thinking his leader understood it.
The charcoal touched male thickened its line, and turned back to the alpha.

"From what I've dubbed so far, 8 stragglers have been reported so far. That means we still have time to fill our bellies, Imperator."