How now brown cow

He swallowed down the nervousness that threatened to rise. Yeah he was a big guy with big teeth, but the bison were bigger and could be downright mean. Especially now when they felt threatened by them. His cousin slipped towards them while he remained as close to his grandfather as he could get. An ear tilted towards his cousins questions, the star-clad boy sneaking a glance to see Valentine's nod. Okay...they could do this without getting stomped, right? He didn't want to take his eyes completely off the herds whereabouts, nor did he want to look at them. But he wanted to get out of here, especially before his nervousness threatened to overtake him.

At Valentine's direction, Ares slowly followed his cousin up the knoll. The stomping and huffing of the herd behind him set him on edge, nearly threatening to send him scurrying the rest of the way. But he steeled himself and instead, moved carefully. He did keep his wits about him, practically walking on his toes so he'd have a better chance and reaction time to get out of the way should they decide to charge after all.