((Hunt)) Vulcan was out looking for something to hunt down and bring back to the pack; he wanted to contribute more to their nourishment. So right when the sun was poking out of the horizon, he found himself in a nearby territory. He sniffed the surroundings as his steps were quiet and his ears perked up, catching up on all the noises. The eyes of Silrver rested around him. He kept going until his eyes landed on a group of wild boar grassing carelessly. He narrowed his eyes as he started to approach. He stopped and started to make up a tactic to get them. He could easily do it alone, but he wanted to be smart and hunt in a coordinated manner. "Speak"

Direction held no purpose to him. Where paws landed would be where he wandered. The scent of deer nowhere near the area he'd been. Leaving Khranbari to snort in mild annoyance. It shouldn't have been so hard to find a decent meal. Space here was plentiful and vast. Passing through many areas of grasslands. Rivers flowing without hesitation. Either way, he wandered aimlessly until something caught his attention. Not just just he husky musk of another wolf; but, he soon saw the outline of a boar. Breaking from the brush to stand just slightly off from the other. Words not spoken only a simple raise of brow in question. Was he intending on taking this thing down alone?

"Speech"