Hey Caribou-bou, How About That Pick-I-Nic Basket

Dómari was about to get things started when a pup appeared out of nowhere. At first he wondered where her parents were but on closer examination she seemed to be closer to a yearling than a young pup. She was a bit scruffy but didn't seem to be starving but at the look of eagerness in her eyes he just couldn't quite bring himself to say no.

"Ok, you can have some of my portion of the meat but you must be careful. Stay back and help panic the caribou and get them running. I don't want you getting trampled. Ok, let's get this party started."

With that taken care of Dómari worked his way forward and then exploded into action, bounding after the caribou with a snarl, causing them to panic and scatter. It was a whirlwind of movement and difficult to focus in on his intended target. For now they just needed to get them running and sooner or later the injured and the sick would lag behind.