Firefly Glen [BWH]Group 5 Elks the name of the game

@Rodyn
@Ponderosa
@Ludovicus
@Tikaani
@Killdeer
@Tzar


Okay folks here is group five. Do the best you can. Have fun with it. Let me know if I need to adjust things <3 you can do rolls or however you please. Just please communicate with each other about it. Thanks Enjoy!

Rodyn lifted his maw as they overlooked the Caribou. Yellow eyes glinting with delight. He lived for this. He lifted his muzzle and called a mixed group. Eyeing each and everyone. He looked to the wolf Killdeer. He was a leader in his own right. Could handle this. Rodyn was in this group, but it felt wrong to spear head it. So he dipped his head to Killdeer.

Hello Wolves! I'm Rodyn Ardeth. Welcome to the great hunt and gathering. I hope you are finding enjoyment while here. Remember to work together. Killdeer will lead us this day.

He would stay long enough to be sure this working paired well and that everyone would listen. And do as they were told. He felt an itch to start running. he was ready.

The assembled wolves split into groups—well, were assembled into random groups by Rodyn, which Killdeer found quite intriguing. He was pleased to hear his daughter's name among those he was partnered with, and gave Tikaani an affectionate nudge of his muzzle to her shoulder before surveying his other teammates.

Tzar he knew, of course. A pair of Moonglow youngsters, one about a year older than the other. And Rodyn, himself, was part of their cohort as well.

He glanced at the man with some surprise as Rodyn ceded command to him. You sure, dude? Killer replied, smiling jovially. You put this all together; you oughta have the honor of leading one of the hunts. But if you insist. . .

The Redhawk Patriarch took a step back, sizing up first the wolves, then the caribou below. How to choose?

An idea came to him, and his eyes flashed between @Tzar and the younger Moonglow wolf (@Ludovicus, he'd soon learn). He wasn't sure how much experience they had—they were no older than this spring's arrivals, he surmised—so perhaps this could be a valuable learning experience for them, even if their skills were yet to be honed fully.

When we hunt from a big group like this, we look for animals that would be easier to take down, Killer told them, giving each boy a nod to instruct that their key role would soon follow. Take a look out at the herd. Do any of them look older, or injured? Maybe smell a bit off, like they're sick, and easy to be culled? Which caribou would you choose?

He was more than happy to step in and assist, should the duo defer the choice—but Killdeer was curious to hear their thoughts.

feel free to wing on it! and others can also chime in as well! :)

Rodyn smiled and lifted his yellow gaze. I have organized this and it is for the wolves, not me. I will not take the sun from you. A tilt of his head and a nod. He moved into place.

Weathered and knowing gaze falling on the beasts they would hunt. These much easier than the bison he had hunted once. He still remembered those wounds. Bore scars from them.

There is a young mother. A limping elder and a stag who has lost some of his antlers. He is unbalanced. But large and still well fought.

Tiki returned her father's gaze and then his nudge and she listened to him speak. Her own yellowed gaze going to the creatures beyond. Large and loud and hearty. They would make a great meal. She did not know what she could do to help, but she could try. 

She spoke up, her voice hesitant. I can sneak up on them. I am very quiet if that is of help. A pained smile then as she was uncomfortable speaking. But this was okay she would do her best.