Big Salmon Lake Turn to Smoke

Mikael grinned brightly as the other introduced himself and he let his tail move to show his excitement for the coming hunt, even as his nose continued to scent and locate the deer he had in mind for a good hunt. "Well met, Kove. Now, we got oxen down in the southern fields but I don't really want to attempt them... two wolves just wouldn't cut it. But there are a few fallow deer down in the groves we could go after?" He cocked his head questioningly and grinned once again, feeling the hunt beginning to thrum through his chest as he began padding off towards the rise, where they could turn to go after either prey.