Daytripping

She followed him eagerly, though not in his direct line so as to keep from alerting the cattle to his presence. Instead she moved irregularly, diverting their attention (what little of it they gave) to herself rather than the boy snaking through the grass. His curiosity was certainly taxing on his mother, but the bird thought it to be a noble trait. Curiosity often led to exploration, which subsequently resulted in knowledge - and the bird did love knowledge. He was young, but there was no reason he couldn't learn. She watched with a lighthearted chuckle as the calf bawled upon realizing his presence. The heifers began to circle the calf for protective measures and the bird swooped in near the boy, wings spread protectively wide. Better back off a bit Cross, if they fear you enough they could charge. She wasn't trying to put a damper on his fun, but rather keep him from being flattened beyond repair. Besides, if the rest of them made enough of a ruckus it could bring the blackened bull onto the scene - and she had an idea that this party wasn't ready to deal with him just yet.

Gerhardt shifted into a sitting position and allowed his tail to curl around his hips, head twisting to the side to gaze at Crusade as she spoke. His brow raised in surprise as she offered her services in taking down the bull. While her advanced age made him cautious, he had the upmost belief in her skill set - not to mention having another wolf would make him more at ease. She seemed confident and he knew that that was a necessary trait to have when going up against a peril such as this. Perhaps he would take her up on that offer. "I will take your offer into consideration. I've rallied a few of my troops, so if he happens to show himself during your trip I may just call on you." He mused about how he deramed the hunt going down, though he knew in his heart that it would never go exactly as he planned. He did hope that no one would be harmed. The beast had shed enough blood on Seracian soil - blood of a wolf very important to him. "I have been putting it off because by taking up arms I am doing exactly what I am trying to prevent - putting my wolves in harms way. But it needs to be done, I can avoid it no longer." If he could he would eradicate the beast himself, but there was no way he could do it on his own - not even in his dreams. That was perhaps the biggest lesson he had to learn - not trying to do everything himself. Even a King sometimes has to lean on others.

Robin's black and white figure came racing toward him, her eyes wide and wild. He's just on the other side of the treeline. He's grazing now but I fear he'll see Cross. With her speech over she raced back to the boy, nipping at him with her golden beak in attempt to direct him back to the two older wolves. Gerhardt's voice rang loud and clear, summoning wolves to help them bring down this beast once and for all. "Are you sure about this?" He would give her one last chance to back out.

"Speech"

Robin speech