As Cael listens to the discussion going on behind him he sights along the arrow at the old bull. "The meat will be a little tough, but he will have the least affect on the herd's future prosperity." Noting that the range was a little long for a clean shot he kneed Strider into a slow walk, trying to get at least 20 yards closer before he had to shoot.

OOC: Move 60' and shoot in order to reduce the range penalty.
Caelianodal is a rather plain looking elf in studded leather armor. A composite shortbow is never far from his hand. Just call me 'Cael' he says, everyone does.