GOD MORGEN! - PACK HUNT!

The small group grew quickly, as Katja followed close behind him. Soon Laufey and his thrall were there as well, the woman who'd given him some of her herbs. They shared one thing in common.. and probably one thing alone. Amongst his packmates, he shifted from the more childlike, amusing demeanor he'd worn around Hani into something far more presentable. His gaze shifted to Hárekr, who'd taken a brief interest in Laufey's thrall, and finally to Inga once more as she began to speak.

He found himself grinning as she spoke of Ullr, who would guide them on this hunt. They would be tracking deer. There was little in the way of instructions, which he appreciated; there wasn't much needing to be said. They would rush then, and Inga would choose a target, likely one of the weaker of the herd. Quickly he followed at Inga's heels, feeling his attention zero in on their task at hand. His body crouched as they moved quickly, nostrils flaring as they trailed after the scent of the herd.

When Inga barked, he took off. He was not the youngest or fastest, but he could keep up - and the sudden adrenaline that rushed through him didn't hurt either. Quickly he would rush forward with the others, beginning to chase down the group of deer as they began to run and scatter in a panic.