Duskfire Glacier Down for the count

Artok nodded his head in agreement. Small game, with the potential for big game got it. Artok had been on the trail of a few hares. At this time in the season they were probably a little bit scrawny, although truth be told. It had been more mild lately, so there were a little more animals out and about. They still had a little bit before spring came, but it was starting to warm up.

I'm fine with it. Artok didn't mind leading, he didn't much mind following either. Since he was an aspiring game keeper, both were fine. I was following some hares. With that he bent his nose to the ground, and headed towards the woods. He would keep his ears and eyes open, hoping that Malachi would do the same.