Buck Fever

He huffed smelling the air and being sure his calculations and his tracking were correct. He was calling together a hunt today in hopes of giving the pack something larger and more substantial to eat. They had quite a few younger ones and the head hunter was down due to having pups recently. He had decided he needed to step up to the plate, the pack needed to stock up before winter. Winter was right around the corner, he knew it because it was getting colder by the day. Raising his head the male let out a howl, calling together the pack to help him hunt down some prey. He hoped that this would be a much better outcome then he had ever had in Myraid. He wanted to build his hopes because right now he was still guarded, right now he was still seeing failure in the future. He didn't want to but he was still lingering in his past and not allowing himself to move on.

Sliding back onto his haunches the male waited patiently for others to arrive. His one ear was pinned towards where the herd was and his other ear pinned forward waiting to hear the arrival of others. His tail wagging and he would gently pant out of excitement. He loved to hunt, it was always a rush to him and gave him such a high of happiness.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think