"Is that right... and what do you specialize in, if I may ask?" Alden inquired, folding his arms. "And would you consider yourself a hunter of sorts?"<br/><br/>Already he was trying to plan out the travel in his mind, his eyes glancing back to the map. He was a bit unfamiliar with that particular area. There didn't seem to be many paths in the mountain range fit for a carriage. Not to mention, he had never attempted to capture a 'great snow yak' before. More likely than not, he will have to learn where it frequents.<br/><br/>And then the process of obtaining the tongue. He suppose if Abir insisted on coming along, it's possible the prince knew a bit more about hunting animals than Alden did. But if this yak turned out to be more 'monster' than 'run-of-the-mill animal', he would have to figure out how subdue it. Sending out Vitae would be a last resort, as he knew that even if the were-cat could get the job done, there would be plenty parts of the yak that might become too torn to become useful parts, pelts that could be ruined.<br/><br/>He would have to figure out what sort of potions he could concoct that could be of use.