A Mammoth Task [THE HUNT]

Twig took in a deep breath when she saw the signal from Brandr’s eagle. Corvus was ready, and she would prepare herself as well, releasing her breath into the air as the master hunter did. She sang her heart out so the pack might find prosperity in their work. She stelled herself and followed the motions Brandr took, taking up her firebearing responsibility. Twig stayed a little farther back than Brandr, she wouldn’t verbally admit how afraid she was of them. Her movements wouldn’t either despite the distance she gave the woman was fierce. She waved her fier and barked through her teeth. Eagerly working to try and separate the blinded creature from the rest of the healthy herd. Hopefully they would act like bison, it was better for the weak to succumb.

Twig danced and dove, doing her best to harry the beast forward. She couldn’t think about how dangerous a position they were in, there was no room for doubt. Only victory.