Tooth and Claw

Ysmir was not ranked as a hunter, but that was where his skills lie. He was surprised to be called by a massive tiger to the hunt, wondering how a cat and wolf could coincide hunting techniques but he was going to find out. While he would have cautioned against going after the herd’s buck he figured his thoughts would fall on deaf ears. While he was likely the biggest he wouldn’t be the tastiest. Depending on his age he was certain it would be rather tough, and would have been better off siring more large fawns. If he was perfectly healthy there wasn’t much reason to kill him beyond sport. But that was his personal opinion, and one that he couldn’t even really voice.

He exchanged a glance with Barenziah and shrugged as he made his way to the meeting place. The day was beautiful, the greenery was blossoming and the sun felt pleasant on his coat. He gave the big cat a nod of his head as his gyrfalcon companion landed on his shoulder. Ysmir was endlessly curious about the hunt ahead of them.