Racing Blood [Sirius]

Domari gave his next instructions and the Warlord sighed and crouched beside the kill again, stretching out his knuckles as he surveyed what the other hunter meant. Bast continued her watch, to an untrained eye it would appear as though she lolled peacefully in the sun near the wolves.

Sirius got back to work, copying Domari’s motions, peeling back the hide as demonstrated, working surprisingly well as a team as the two of them finished one side of the deer, and carefully flipped the creature, and did the other. What they were left with was a lot of meat, essentially. Once the gritty meal was done, and the hide was prepared to Domari’s satisfaction, the Warlord got back to his feet, popping his joints.

“Alright, if we get Bast to protect the kill, we can get started tracking the second one” he suggested, continuing the plan to bring back a kill each to their packs.