King Elk Forest Like a Gilded Idol

Yao nodded solemnly, though inside his heart leaped. If the yearlings were the size of an adult buck, how large were the adults? It became clear that the other wolf was just as much of a foreigner as Yao, if he didn't know how large the creatures they were hunting were. Yao always took hunts seriously, be they as small as a rabbit or as large as a buck (or larger, in the case of these creatures). Acknowledging the brown-and-cream wolf as the leader of this operation, he followed his lead towards the elk herd.

The trio had barely taken a few steps before the golden wolf detoured them, crowing over something he found like a child. Yao locked the golden wolf with a glare, hissing through his teeth to silence him. The antlers caught his eyes however. If the trek from here to home was not arduously long, Yao would have wanted to bring back a rack as a trophy (of one he had hunted, of course. He had personal integrity.). Yao gave an impressed snort, then continued to follow the brown-and-cream male. Twende​, let's go, his voice remained low. He was unsure how well these elk could hear.