A Mammoth Task [THE HUNT]

Lyric rushed after his packmates, still holding the stick with fire on his white lips, feeling his lungs burning from the sudden and long race he wasnt really accostumed to having,from a quiet and steady life as a healer. He was tall and had the size of a fighter, but his trade was more into healing and saving others, being a savior rather than a warrior.

And soon the mammoth fell to hopefully its death as a loud crashing noise echoed into his ears. It sounded quite awful and he after stopping his race, closed his eyes in response. But well, he walked down to the bottom seeing already a bloody mess.

"Talk"