ride to meet your fate

He heard from Wilder that there was some strange activities in the prey. With a nod to both the Warlord and Wilder Oleander set out with Wilder to take a look. In order to cover more ground they split off and Ollie made his way toward some elk.

He sunk down to the cracked snow to watch them carefully. His brows knit together at the strange scene. They were digging and pawing at the snow but with their backlegs? Or their heads? Some would dig with their antlers, and some with their noses! All he could smell was Elk, snow, and... A stranger. Maybe they could hunt together.

The white wolf padded up to the charcoal elder, a hunting partner hopefully. Oblivious as to who he was. They needed to down one of these creatures so he could see what was going on. Hopefully, the blight of last season was not affecting this herd!

"You got your eyes on one already? It's not right, their acting so strange." He said, with his eyes on the elk, speaking quietly to the ink black male.

"Speech!"