BBQ
Drachen
03-15-2021, 04:08 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-15-2021, 04:09 PM by Dómari.)
Dómari kept alert, ears standing straight up as he waited, hoped, that someone would care to join him and answer his call. He didn't have to wait long before an unfamiliar male arrived. Dómari knew enough to know that this was one of their new members though he had yet to really get to know the man. He smiled congenially. "Hello Drachen. Yes, there a herd of bison calving on the northern end of the plains. I was thinking we could pick one off. My name is Dómari. Here, they lie this way." Eager to get started and as prone to motion as always, Dómari took off toward the northern portion of the plains, moving swiftly at first then slowing his pace as they neared the herd. He started to slink down into the grass before settling in one spot. He gestured toward an older cow on the fringes of the herd that had her head bent over a soggy, new born calf. "What do you think about that calf. I can distract the mother if you can make the kill." "Speech" |