ride to meet your fate

Basilisk agreed with the assessment of the black wolf. Following the older wolf's lead, the Warlord joined the hunt. As they moved to cut the doe off from the rest of the herd, Basilisk’s heavy set paws tore across the icy landscape. Bringing him into the space between the doe and the herd. Ensuring that if they had any ideas to rescue her, he would be able to stop them. He did not need the taste of blood on his tongue, he needed the safety of his wolves.

For the moment, that was Ollie. But in the bigger picture, it was an understanding of what was wrong with the prey animals. His move allowed the other wolves to single out the elk and attack her. Working together to bring her down.


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