"That shouldn't be too much of a problem, our search pattern can be retraced here. Hopefully there isn't a bull to deal with when we get back," Gallus responded as he hefted the minotaur calf over his shoulders. "Perhaps another in your pack might recognise the body."

After another several minutes, Tzirret sawed at the horns of the minotaur he felled to the point where they could be struck off with a hammer strike. He carried both of them under his arm as the three of them exited the cave and continued their search. He didn't know what exactly he would do with them, but he figured Gallus wanted him to take them as a trophy. Perhaps he could fashion a necklace out of them or something. Peiter would never believe this.

For the rest of the time spent searching, Tzirret was mostly in a state of disbelief and daylight dreaming. There were a few details that passed through Tzirret's mind that perhaps diminished the achievement of the moment, but not nearly enough to bring down his mood. He smiled during the entire walk, especially at La'khay. It was a contrast to the crying he released beforehand, but that was really just coming down from the stress of the situation. Gallus could have died, after all. La'khay and himself could have died as well. He wasn't experienced in life and death situations.

Time moved on and the search converged to a new camp site. The parties gathered to stop for the night with no signs of the clan amongst any of them. Thankfully, it was only the first day of searching. The first of what they suspected would be many more days to come. Gallus, La'khay, and Tzirret were one of the latter groups to arrive that day, so eyes were drawn to what they had brought back.

"Is that a child?" Fendros mumbled as Gallus approached. A wave of relief and recognition washed over him as Gallus came closer. "No. Wait," Fendros spoke up, "How did you three come across a minotaur calf?"

"How do you think, Fendros?" Gallus said with a grin, dropping the dead calf at the camp site. It was then that Tzirret came into view with a couple of arm-length horns under his arm.

"You went and hunted a minotaur family? We were meant to be searching," Fendros protested.

Gallus gave a falsely shocked look, "Oh ye of little faith!" Gallus put a hand on his chest, "We did no such thing. We simply found a cave and investigated to see if there was anyone from the clan. It just so happened that it was a minotaur den and we had to fight." Gallus flashed a grin, "You'll never guess who killed the cow."

Tzirret gave a surreptitious smile. He was proud of himself, but he was also still too modest to boast.