It had been an hour since Darrow had awoken, since he smelled the soldiers on the wind he had been stalking them. There were two of them, just a simple patrol, the only thing out of the ordinary was that these had animals with them. A large boar and an animal he hadn't seen before. It was slender and covered with black spots, either way it was dangerous, the thing had both speed and grace. 

"Young one, do you see these men?" questioned Math'Ura in her thought speak. 

"Yes, they seem to be like us. Yet they carry the colors of the soldiers...Should I give them the hunters mercy?" Asked Darrow, grip tightening on a spear he had readied.

"Not yet young one, they are near one of your traps." stated Math'Ura in a matter of fact tone.

Ah, Darrow remembered now. This was one of his more...creative traps. While simple in design, it was proving very efficient. With so many soldiers dying by his hand, he did not know what to do with all of this sharp, metal sticks that they liked to carry. Some of the elaboratly dressed ones even had gems and a yellow metal for the handle. Yet these were useless by themselves and so he dug a hole, and put all the pointy metal sticks at the bottom, covering the top with snow. 

Sending a thought speak Darrow asked "Mother Bear, can you cause a distraction. I would like to question one...See what he knows about the recent growth of the base." 

While getting on her hind legs, Math'Ura stated jollily "Why yes, that I can do." and proceeded to emit an earth shattering roar.

The men started to panic at the sight of the large bear and, with shaky orders, the one with the fast beast told it to attack. While impressive in its speed, it did not notice the snow breaking under its feet until it was too late and plummeted into the trap. With that done, Darrow let his own war cry pierce the sky and let loose his spear, not quite hitting his mark but the spear had landed well... right into the fast beast owners leg.