That's A Lot Of Bull...

Sure, it was a hunt the wolves had chosen to do and it was their plan to have the elephant chase Bowen but watching it chase his sister had Rudy pissed at it all the same. The elephant got several bites from him along the path. Sure, he had horns now but there was more satisfaction in biting. If Rudy had wanted to slash into something he could have learned swordplay with Art.

The elephant never did harm his sister, it ran into the wires, knocked down some tree’s and stopped there. Rudyard was there a second later, debating whether he wanted to go for the throat or stomach since it was already downed. The head still had a flexible trunk and those giant tusks. Rudy ran towards the exposed stomach, biting into the thick skin and with a snarl ripping open a bit of the giant's stomach. The flesh was thicker than a deer for sure but it wasn’t as absurd as crocodile scales.

He noticed Bowen didn’t join in, and neither was Relia. No time to ask questions now, who could say if the elephant would get back up if they weren’t fast. Rudy had hunted with both Ezra and Fern before and knew he could count on them. Assumedly he could trust in Jane also though he’d never hunted with her before. Bo had never been one to go hunting, this had been special but Rudy hadn’t realized she wouldn’t be interested in making theh final kill. What about the Fenmyre wolf? Regardless, right now Rudy was in the process of making sure the elephant would never get up.


"Rudyard Carpathius"