Lake Rodney [[EVENT HUNT]] The Grand Pursuit!

He'd hunted and had fallen under the savage lunge of antlered prey before, but just the thought of the fruitful reward was enough to prompt him to be game for another try. Venison was perhaps his favourite meal- and he was not picky at all about choosing elk, deer, moose or any other large game. They were all delicious. He felt his stomach clench and gurgle. 

When the wolf spoke up, Bronco perked his ears. He didn't recognize her, but assumed she belonged to Brechelient. A leader? Perhaps. It made his heart twinge painfully when the memory of @Wraen came to mind. He missed her- and carried with him the guilt of knowing that the last conversation they'd had had been a quarrel. He tried not to think about it too much- but it was the sort of thing he found very hard to forgive himself for.

He gently nudged Fennec when Teya summoned either him or Fennec to go with her, though it seemed she'd already figured that they were the ones being referred to. He was a bit overstimulated- new faces in combination with being outside of the pack's borders made it a bit tricker for him to figure out exactly what the plan was- who was staying, who was going. 

But Fennec took charge which was a relief. He didn't want to be separated from her. He also didn't really want to be left with Reyes- too many complicated emotions there. So with a nod, he stood, ready to follow after Teya and aid in the effort of herding their chosen prey back toward the muddy area where it might be brought down.