[ So maybe he's never gone hunting but he's used to moving through the woods and he's handled enough spooked animals to know how to remain mostly undetected. Pulse hammering under his skin he follows Helix through the vegetation and before he knows it, there they are. Big. Full of teeth with claws that look like meathooks.
Why are they doing this again?
Still, he said he would and so he will even if it's stupid. He swallows sharply before creeping closer, back pressed against a tree as he waits for the opportune moment. A quick glance over to Helix and then all his attention is directed towards their prey. His prey. ]