Racing Blood [Sirius]

Dómari was engrossed in his contemplation, so much so he didn't notice the other man approaching but Lynvarr did. The pale fox nudged him sharply, pulling him out of his thoughts. He turned his head and stared at the massive man with his strange, and dangerous looking fangs. The stranger wasted no time in speaking and Dómari listened intently before grinning and nodding. "Consider it a deal. I'm also looking to skin and tan the hide when we're finished. If you help guard against predators while I work I would happily do the same for you. My name is Dómari Xanilov by the way." He felt it would be good to at least know the man's name before the hunt began.

"There's a doe who's ill. If we can herd them east toward the inlet I think she'll fall behind and be unlikely to brave the waters. Then we move in on her. Sound good to you?"