Ain’t That Some Bull

Greed · 11-10-2023, 10:18 PM

The old man made his way toward the warmer lands of Boreas. He was still unaccustomed to the near night and day difference when the seasons changed. Where Auster was turning into its cold seasons, Boreas was warming up once again. He stalked the prairie lands, the strong scent of elk on the wind. He assumed they were in the midst of their migrations, or maybe they had just finished migrating...he wasn't sure. He was used to Auster's seasons and the prey migration patterns there after living there for so long. Ears perked up when he heard the crack of antler against antler as a couple of the bull elk fought. The stomping of uneasy hooves and restless energy. His ears perked as he listened, hardened blue gaze watching through the grasses as he considered hunting one. Though he was alone. He was practically ancient at this point. And even if he was young, he knew he wouldn't be able to take one down on his own without injury, or worse.

He focused on the scents around him. Trying to pick out any that might be sick or festering with infection from an injury. What he found instead was the scent of another wolf. A pack wolf at that. From a pack he had no knowledge about. Whether or not Hallows was an ally to them was unknown to him, but regardless, it would do well to have another set of paws if he wanted to bring any of those elk down. He circled around, following the scent of the stranger as he made a wide berth around the elk so as not to alert them to his presence. He was calculated and quiet with his steps, using his keen senses to locate the other party. And soon enough, he found him lurking in the grass. "Hey!" He called out in a low voice, "Are you wanting to hunt one of those, too?"

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