Care to spin a yarn?

Cairo grinned as Ulric pointed out the larger animal. While he usually hunted an animal who was lame, ill, or old, the antlers would be an interesting asset in a piece of armor. He nodded at Ulric’s plan and slipped off with a soft, “Right-o.”

The Valhallan male slid stealthily downwind of the two animals, one eye on his footing, the other on the forms of the deer, until he found himself opposite of Ulric’s position, waiting for the larger Adravendi to get ready before he nodded and launched from his concealed area with a snapping snarl.

The stags reared and bolted and Cairo was quick on their heels, driving the larger toward Ulric. Perhaps there was some sense of foreboding, because the buck sought to evade the direction Cairo wanted it to go, and Cai pressed his chase harder, snapping at its heels until it gave in and fled straight toward Ulric.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think