Pragmatic

So much to do, and so little time. Flare had set himself a goal, and he was determined to see it through. No matter what it took, or how much blood was shed to get there. He made his way to the woods just to the South West of the pack and got to hunting. This territory seemed like it would be good to find prey, even if the territory did seem a little strange.

As he made his way through the woods, his bird in the sky above him and his fox at his side, he breathed in deeply. Taking in what scents were available as he searched out suitable prey. The scent of a grazer hit him after a few moments of tracking, and he set his attention on the scent.

Medium pray hunt: Pronghorn, 1/3


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