Born to Run

Aerndis crouched down further as the man confirmed that he was indeed wanting to hunt the oxen. She nodded quickly in response to the man's question. She was starving and with a partner to help in the hunt she was hoping this one would yield food. She'd barely answered before a wolf with horns and a… a… a wolf with floppy ears came in. Well, the more the merrier. She was happy for anyone to join them if it meant an increased chance at filling her belly.

She listened to the man who laid out his thoughts and she nodded. "I'm just hungry, I'm here for the meat." If he wanted the hide he could have it. While Aerndis hoped to do more crafting and skinning she just didn't have the means to be traveling with wares. If she could just find where Legion had gone. She was desperate to go home. "My name is Aerndis." The man, Éldi, gave the women the go ahead to get the party started. She glanced at the other woman and grinned. Setting her sights to the oxen she suddenly sprang forward, paws pounding into the dirt as she dove toward the herd. A vicious growl ripped from her throat, startling the creatures who acted on instinct and began to run as Aerndis' long legs ate up the distance between them.