Daytripping

Tail twitched anxiously. The day had come. As his call silenced he snapped his attention back to the boy. A hunt was thrilling, but a rescue mission was far more daunting. If the boy did not get back soon Gerhardt would have to use completely different tactics in eradicating the bull. He heard Crusdade calling the boy, saw the bird corralling him toward them. He hoped he would make it. As she chastised him for even asking if she was sure, Gerhardt couldn't help but chuckle - though he muted the sound halfway through in order to keep their cover as best as possible. The bull might know they were in the area, but he wouldn't know where. Pontifex came, questioning the calling. "Pontifex, your services are requested. The bull has shown himself and I cannot put off hunting him any longer. Will you join us?" It was mostly a rhetorical question, as Gerhardt fully intended to make the Esquire help them - but it was only polite to phrase it in the form of a question in order to present oneself as courteous.

His ears laid back instinctively. It seemed these were the only ones he had with him - unless others straggled in later. "We will start and if anyone else comes in later they can join. Pontifex, go for the right side, Crusade, to the left. I will go for the front," this next part he said in the gravest of tones. "I am familiar with those horns." A low bassy growl rumbled in his chest as he nodded for them to go. He would move last once they were in position. This way if the bull ran they would have him on either side, and Gerhardt would either face him head on or catch his rear if he turned and ran. However, the King knew this beast was unlikely to run. He would wait for them and then make his move all the while hoping someone else might show themselves and help. He didn't exactly know how hard this would be.

"Speech"

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