horn in my side

C A S I M I R

its out in the open and it wasn't his norm to hunt like this. but he blended in for the most part. old snow mixed with the lame sprouts of browning grass creating the grayish terrain that he stalked on. and it looks like he wasn't the only one, as there stood spider: the tiny offspring of basilisk. they met prior before and he felt it was right to join in on the hunt. to assist the prince and offer support. it was authentic to his nature.
and with nothing said, casimir came to lurk near the left side of spider, body low as his eyes watched the medium sized prey closely. pronghorns. narrowing his gaze, casimir awaited spider's lead.

"talk" "think"