Revitalize the Spirit [Family Hunt]

It was a gorgeous morning, perfect for hunting. The day was warm, sunny and clear but still early enough that the full brunt of the summer was not bearing down upon them. Not yet, anyway. Brandr had spied a herd of pronghorn antelope headed for the lake, eager to quench their thirst. This was a perfect opportunity to hold a family hunt. His children were now six months of age and it was time for them to experience their first real hunt. He hadn't quite decided if they should actually participate or if they should stay hidden somewhere they could watch. Personally, Brandr felt they could join in in getting the herd to run, as long as they stayed back far enough that they wouldn't get kicked.

Sticking his head into the den, he called gently to his family. "Good morning, whose up for a hunt?"