It moved with a calm, deliberate pace, as if it knew it was in charge.
The other Olfs parted to make way for it, their heads lowering in submission.
'Huh?' Darion thought. Were they waiting for this creature to come out and join them before they started to eat on the errligs? It seemed that way.
The pack had been waiting for their leader. They wouldn't eat without him. They wouldn't move without him. They wouldn't do anything without him.
His system confirmed it: [Horned Olfs... Olfs in general. Whether normal or horned, are very bonding creatures who cannot do things without each other. They move in packs together, so anytime they saw that they were complete in a setting or something like that, they waited for the other to arrive.]
That was actually surprising. Darion had wondered why the creatures hadn't just eaten the meat instead of waiting.
