[Iron] Giant (Mammoth Prep)

Úlfr had been watching the mammoths for awhile, more out of curiosity than thinking he'd actually hunt one. He'd been journeying north when he small herd caught his attention and drew him to a sudden stop. He'd never seen anything like them and he'd have thought they were the frost giants from his mothers stories but they seemed to content themselves with eating vegetation buried under the snow. A howl caught his attention. He noticed the mammoths didn't seem particularly perturbed and he scrambled to see who had sounded the call. There was a small group of wolves gathering and he spied Áskell, one of the boys he'd run into when looking after Dagrún. He headed over toward the younger boy. "Hey, does your group have room for an extra set of paws for this hunt?"