such a dall sheep

Ysmir sat back on his haunches, not having to wait very long until a gangly pup appeared before him. All heart and no experience, Ysmir couldn’t help the crooked grin that played over his mute features. Ysmir nodded his head appropriately, not uttering a word. He gestured with his features up upon a hill where a flock of dall sheep were grazing the sparse spring grasses. The wind was in their favor, however there wasn’t much cover between here and their position.

Being mute he could give no further instruction, though Krah was there in case the boy had pressing questions. His gyrfalcon was soaring above them, ready to give any information that might pertain to the hunt. All three creatures quite peckish and ready for some mutton, or lamb if they could get their paws on a younger animal.

With another gesture Ysmir went to get the hunt started, doing his best to lead them up the hill under cover so they could get closer before running the herd, or sneaking an attack.