[h2][color=f7941d]Draco Russ, Hunter[/color][/h2]
[i]Interacting with:[@TheDoctor][@ghastlyInc][@Kitty][@Aerandir][/i]

To say that Draco didn't exactly believe the injured hunter on the ground would have been an understatement when he said that it had been a pack of three wendigos that had almost done him in. Wendigos were solitary hunters and tended to kill each other in the rare case where two of them actually met... but if his time as a hunter and his learning about the family histories were to be believed, odd things could happen every once in a while. If you didn't account for the unexpected, the unexpected would claim your life. 

As the call for a hunt was given by Bobby, Draco more then happily nodded his head and answered it. "[color=f7941d]I've hunted one or two wendigos before and I'm happy to do so again. If for no other reason then to try and get to the bottom of the mystery of why it appears that three of the damn things working together.[/color]" His commitment given, he turned his head to look at the girl with the red hood whom he had been trying to comfort and distract earlier, giving a small gesture to beckon her over as he said "[color=f7941d]Your brother should be stable enough for you to come sit and talk with him now.[/color]"