Stand Still

Big prey? Cool, that sounded fun! Amos had never been brave enough to try and hunt with other loners, so he didn't have much of anything in the way of experience with big game. It sounded kind of thrilling to go after something significantly larger than you and work together to bring it down. "Like pronghorn, or bigger?" he asked, now quite interested in the conversation at hand. What else was around that was bigger anyways? Maybe regular deer. Elk didn't come down here did they? Hmm...

"Great!" he exclaimed, obviously excited at the idea of getting to learn something new and hunting related. Sure, he could hunt for himself fine. But tracking prey and keeping tabs on their movements and activities wasn't something he'd spent a great deal of time learning about. Or, maybe he just didn't pay good attention? Entirely possible. "M' name's Amos Allantide! Nice ta meet you, Frostbite." his tail swung side to side and he gave the older man the friendliest smile possible. Suddenly having someone to talk to had him in quite a good mood.