Silver Creek The Hunting Grounds

Artok shifted and moved to stir the herd away from the bison. Herd it towards Vex. His limp was there, but he paid it no mind. If he died doing this so be it. It would be bloody and bad, but it would be over.

Golden eyes assessed and reassessed and he moved to where the herd was weakest pushing the bison away. He snapped at it's haunches, barely missing a hoff, but a low rumble of a chuckle lit up through his chest and he went into position again. Following the lead of the clear leader in this hunt.