I have no idea what I’m doing and you can’t stop me [Elk Hunt]

A beautiful autumn breeze swept it's way through Thyri's now slightly thicker pelt. She was glad to have a cooler climate in contrast to the blazing summer they had just endured. She'd really just been exploring and scouting the lands. So far her time in these new lands had come to be rather peaceful but it seemed to be time to spice things up a bit. Vibrant blue eyes feasted upon the sight of an Elk herd. Mighty creatures with massive hooves that could crush a Wolf with the proper kick. As her jaws part to allow scents to land on her tongue she picked a few other interesting smells. Feline, unknown, and Wolf. Thyri raised a brow and began to slink through the thicket, perhaps it was a hunting party.

After a short amount of time Thyri happened upon the party. There was indeed a large feline, a Maned Wolf, and a Wolf staring at the herd. Thyri lowered herself slightly and carefully lined up with them. The Viking babe offered a small nod to show she was here to help, hoping that they would accept her assistance. Splitting an Elk between four people wouldn't be incredibly fruitful for her but the experience was definitely worth it.