Rollercoaster [Full Moon Festival - Hunt]

He'd nod absently, though inwardly the brute still wasn't sure where he settled on the concept of fate. Who knew though, perhaps time with the Abraxas would change some of his thoughts on more than one topic. Only time would tell.

Once two more joined them - Zinnia from the Eclipse and a pink woman he'd only glimpsed in meetings - it was time to get down to business, and Ashiel would dutifully lay out what the plan was. Czern had never heard of Takin, but he was intrigued and more than ready to try hunting something new. Once they had their directions the man would follow after his alpha in the direction he'd suggested, keeping himself low in the grass as he moved with soft steps that were further dulled by the soft grass beneath his paws.

He fanned out, moving further past Ashiel to a position well covered by the rocks, following the younger man's gaze. The calf was the obvious target. Glancing out across the plain, he decided to wait until the two woman were ready before making a move. Large as he was, Czern wasn't as suited to startling and herding prey as a smaller wolf might be, since he didn't have the stamina to sprint as fast for as long. But he'd happily lie in wait, muscles coiled and prepared to race out from the cover and start landing blows as soon as the target was reasonably close.