Arrow Lake The beat of the drums

ingram saw the mirth in kazimir's gaze, but did not have much time to react to it before mahler slid smoothly besides him. the eyjolfur canted his head respectfully, his nerves settled slightly by the calm kapitan's presence. if mahler deemed it okay, ingram would throw his heart into it.

as kazimir instructed each of them, ingram listened with a canted ear -- he was to circle around the bull, and close in once it began to charge. nodding silently, the dark wolf picked up a low trot and made towards the bull, ever keeping his distance and making sure no matter what, that he was well out of the range of a swift kick or charge.