Nightmare on Elk Street

The smell of elk on the wind had pulled Ezekiel forward and he had found of group of like-minded individuals who sought to take down one of the masses creatures in the area. His expression is neutral, bordering on bored as he moves with the group, duel-toned eyes easily landing on the hoof prints in the snow.

Knowing that they are closing in, he adopts a low crouch as he continues to move with the group while they slip across the land, the few trees in the area throwing shadows that they expertly use to hide their approach. They remain silent, their paws barely making a whisper as they cross the snowy land and Zeke drinks in the scent of the herd, eyes scanning for the large beasts while his mouth waters with anticipation.


"Ezekiel Saxe"