King Elk Forest Like a Gilded Idol

It seemed he had been roped into a hunt- within the first hour of stepping paw into the new lands. 
He was hesitant to do so- after all, he had no interest in joining this pack, not with his lofty goals placed higher- both spiritually and Geologically- and he typically was not one for bloodshed. Still, Fenrir had put these wolves on his path for a reason- if anything to get information. And perhaps he could recruit them. 
The wolf that smelled like a pack quickly went into planning the hunt- Was he confusing himself and the other loner for fellow packmates? Oh the poor dear...he must have some sort of mental ailment! 
A look of sympathy crossed his features; why would any pack let a mentally handicapped wolf just wander? Oh, now he had to help, lest the poor idiot get himself killed! 
"I'll push the herd towards you two, splitting it in half. The cows will try to move their newborn calves off quickly. You two can do the dirty work." 

I'm sorry lol hes an asshole XD