Born to Run

Though Lucretia was pregnant he was unable to keep her from working. She continued to gather herbs, and the two of them continued to hunt. He was recovering from his aversion to hunting, and he was becoming more confident in himself again. He was leading Luce to what he hoped was food, he followed after two birds that looked to be going in the same direction. Hopefully to some kind of prey.

He didn’t expect to see the two wolves looking down on the herd of a dozen musk ox. They were formidable prey, but with four of them taking them on maybe they had a chance at the usually well protected calves. Maybe they’d get lucky and run out a secret injury. He could barely hear the woman’s voice as she asked the other if he was hunting. Bourbon offered just as quietly, ”If you are, count us in.” He offered himself and motioned slowly to his mate Luce.