Silvertip Mountain You Follow me i'll do my best

i have, kivaluk replies with a sage nod ...and even if he hadn't: it certianly sounded simple enough. he takes one side, rodyn: the other. kivaluk draws in a breath, mentally picturing the way this could go: how rodyn would do the herd, the chasing and kivaluk would make the kill. he is surprised, albiet pleasantly, that rodyn is allowing him to be the one to make the kill.

alright. i'm ready when you are.