Bison BBQ Night [Pack Hunt!]

Cairo nodded cheerfully as the other two spoke favorably of a melee, bicolored tail wagging jauntily before he moved to pull the bison’s hide back for the other two as Ardyn employed his curled forepaw in parting hide from flesh, nodding approval at the boy as he helped nick the tougher membranes.

“When do you think Aerie will raid? I haven’t seen very much life over there.”

He helped roll the bison onto its side to better reach it, helping pull the hide back for the other two to reach farther and farther back on the beast’s carcass. The impending raid from their neighbors hung over Valhalla’s heads, and he wondered when Eligos would strike.

He had no doubt Valhalla would fight hard, though winning was never a given. You only really knew for sure that a victory was secured after the battle was over and it was your pack standing over the defeated invaders… or at least those knocked fully unconscious.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think