blooding the hounds of hell - round six

pack hunt! round one ends Tuesday, August 25th

@Dante @Blue Willow @Malachi @Siren @Pearl @Sima @Casmir @Eilidh @Constantine

the elk that lasher had been following for some time had made their rounds. the bull had led his cows and calves back to the flatlands bordering the plateau. from atop a low ridge the beta male watched them, appraising the five cows that grazed a few feet aside from the bull. the half-grown calves frisked as children did about their mothers, pausing to glance 'round themselves for danger.

the murkwater eyes narrowed as he spotted a slight limp along the haunch of one cow; a scratch had notched the skin of her flank, and had become infected. a low sound of satisfaction emerged from the man's throat; he tipped back his earthen crown and crooned for the wolves of the pack to join him.

today's hunt was long overdue for the youngest members of the pack. their numbers had dwindled and the morale had diminished. come unto me, came the aria that warbled into the cool air of early morning, into the grey atmosphere now beginning to be touched by dawn's roseate fingers.

and he waited.