blood on the ice {Seasonal Event!}

Kalt walked as silently as he could in the snow beside the large wolf. His bow was gripped in his left hand, full quiver on his right hip. With both of their skills, hunting would be a breeze. The man glanced at Ashetta with her nudging of his leg, and he quirked a brow, breath clouding in front of his face. He trusted her nose, would have been foolish not to. Easily interpreting her animalistic signals, Kalt nodded to her once and started moving again in the direction that she indicated. He narrowed his eyes as they walked, taking an arrow and nocking it on his bow. “I’ll shoot one in the chest, then you take it down.” His voice was hushed so he didn’t scare off the deer that they were tracking, but Ashe’s wolf hearing would have no problem problem with it. “Try not to tear it up too much, ‘kay? We can use the pelt.” He flashed her a smirk. Ashe was an excellent huntress in both her wolf form and her human form, but this was the first time he was hunting with the wolf. While he certainly found an element of exhilaration in the activity, he wasn’t sure just how many instincts were overtaken by the wolf. Since he wasn’t an attuned, that wasn’t really something he paid much attention to previously. Her bloodlust as a woman was strong when tempted, but he wondered briefly if the wolf’s was stronger. KALT falling apart, barely breathing broken heart, that’s still beating in the pain, there is healing