Thanksgiving Came Early

Of those he expected to show up, he had to admit he didn't exactly expect one of the youngest kids. He tilted his head as he considered sending the kid back home, but then decided fuck it, he'd let him tag along. The kid was enthusiastic enough, and as long as he wasn't trampled, then all would be well and Gil wouldn't tan his hide for it. Rivin arrived next with a question, and he waited a few moments as Modesty showed up before answering. "We've found an elk. Odd that it's here of all places, but stranger things have happened and it's likely separated from its herd. It's young, but it's big. And they can be just as dangerous and hard to take down alone. So that's our target."

He stood up as he motioned for them to follow, explaining the potential plan on the way. "With the exception of the kid, I know the two of you can hunt. So I'll leave it to you to use your best judgment. As for you, kid, you're with me. We'll try to corral it toward the water so it has nowhere to go, and the water will slow it down even more if it decides to try to push its luck." He looked at Tarnish, trying not to look all deadpan and moody, but he doubted he could do that if he tried. "Feel free to be annoying as you want. Just steer clear of horn and hoof."

With that, he moved to get into position as he made a wide berth to come up somewhat from behind, motioning for Tarnish to initiate the first move to startle it while he followed behind him, helping to drive it toward the water.


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