Firefly Glen [PHE] The Elk Bellows Group One

There are five wolves per group. I can move around if I must, but I hope these groups work. That being said you should be able to roll for 1 or 2 Elk. Five wolves could probably take down 2 if they work well together. There is an adult and a youngster to be the lead two. I don't know if you want to have threads prior to this backdated or not. I hope you all have fun and enjoy. This will be Rodyn's first and only post in this thread.

The early morning stretched and the sun rose. He thought of the moment he shared with Callyope and there was a strange feeling there. He could not think on it at the moment. But he had meant what he said.

His nose lifted and he called @Lotus of Sun Mote, a small smile at the thought of Towhee. He hoped she was doing well with her newest little one. And the wolf of Moontide @Chakliux would help the girl to lead the hunt.

Their party would be comprised of @Salaksartok, @Reyna and Reyson. He hoped these numbers managed to see fit to help feed the mouths of many.

his hunting-partner today would be from a pack not yet visited by the seal hunter. yet he knew enough to understand that the copse was friend to moontide, allied strongly with rodyn. "i greet you," chakliux said brightly.
nodding toward the others, his eyes lingering in appreciative shine upon the sculpted form of the woman from la muerte, he glanced back to lotus. "have you hunted before? are you familiar with how these creatures are killed?"
his friendliness was for all the group, however, as they traipsed into the forest to find the deer trails.

Reyson heard his daughters name to be called for a leader in the hunt. And fire lit up his insides in a sure pride. He couldn't quite hide the small smile that lit up his face. And the wolf helping seemed a descent sort he hoped.

He offered his daughter a nudge and a soft whisper. You'll do great, Lotus.

Then he waited for instructions.

she is paired with ruffians. her husband would've been much more preferred for this hunt, but the queen stood back as she let the rest speak amongst themselves. no, she didn't know how to slay these beasts nor did she care to know.

chin held high, the queen gathers what she presumes would be needed for the hunt — a dagger to skin the beast, perhaps a bowl to save some of its blood for her fledglings. the pale wraith is in her own head, gathering supplies as she resigned herself to menial work.