Fancy Seeing You Here

The younger male would ask if Vulcan wanted to make the killing blow and he nodded, “Sure, I can kill it,” he said and flicked his tail, the plan seemed pretty clear and such to him so he took in a deep breath, “I think we’re ready, let’s go,” he said and lowered his skull so it was parallel with his shoulders. His eyes wide and trained in on the view, the scent got stronger and stronger the closer he would get and he could begin to hear the noises of the elk. Hearing their grunts and their hoof steps as they would walk around and graze. Vulcan waited for the other brute to follow behind him and catch up.