Following the Stream up North [PACK HUNT]
10-14-2014, 12:24 PM
While the leader of the hunt acknowledge he was too young to actually participate in the hunt she was glad he had shown the initiative to show up. A bit of pride welled up in Hypnos? chest, happy to get the praise by someone other than his momma. But he would not let it go to his head, instead following quietly after the blind Olympian who was given the task of first tracking the bison and then keeping watch on him to make sure neither of them got hurt. Moving more swiftly wasn?t the easiest task, but Hypnos pushed through that. The only way his leg would gain strength is through use and pushing through some of the pain, rather than being a baby and stopping the moment it started to throb. But he knew his limits well enough by now. It didn?t take long for things to really get interesting. The silver wolfess found the beasts as instructed and Hypnos? eyes would widen in wonder when he saw them. They were massive compared to other things he?d seen... No wonder the others would need to exercise such caution. Breathing in and out he?d look to the rest quietly, his seagreen eyes shining as the others got their orders. Sure he wouldn?t be down there with them this time... But he would watch. He would learn. Gaze would flick to the Olympian, a bit of mixed feelings rising, before he?d move to where he could watch the others clear enough without being somewhere he could get in the way. It was a sight, surely. Hearing their snarls, watching as they moved as a unit... Hypnos? ears would prick, even his own heart picking in pace. Worry too gnawed at him a bit, seeing how the brown boy nearly found himself in danger, and wincing when he saw the gold marked one get kicked in the shoulder. Yet... He seemed to shake it over. Adrenaline perhaps? With wonder he?d continue to observe them. Someday... It would be him among them. Walk "Talk" Think |