Rush of Evening
09-27-2020, 01:10 PM
Halla turned at the sound of approaching movement to see a young male who asked if he could join. She nodded. She wouldn't say no to more help when it came to an adult elk. Not far behind him was a small yearling and then a face she recognized, Wyndelin. "Yes, you're all welcome to join me. There is an injured bull in that herd down there. He's limping and is missing half his rack. With our numbers we should be able to take him down." She looked to Star and the yearling. "Would you two be able to startle the herd and get them running? The bull should start to fall behind." She looked to Wyndelin. "Wyndelin, if you can make sure its cut off from the herd then we can all move in and finish it. Whoever has good access to the throat should go for it." She didn't want to plan to far ahead in case the whole thing went to hel. "Talk" |