Daear: The Hunt(Pt. 1)

The moon bathed the plains in a soft white glow as the rolling hills of grass cast waving shadows in the dim light. A small fire flickered in the grasslands with the silhouettes sitting close to the flames edges. Daear and his companion, Ero, huddled close to a fire cooking kodo meat over the flames. Both were Taurens who lived in the Barrens their entire lives. Daear was a shaman in his tribe, and Ero was a revered hunter. He felled many beasts in the Barrens over his relatively short life, and the two grew up together often going on hunts together. Even after all the hunts Daear still was a mystery to Ero. He knew the young shaman respected the hunt and enjoyed it, but there was always something detached about Daear that bothered Ero. Daear never seemed to concentrate on the hunt, and this moment was no different. Ero looked at Daear, who's mind seemed to be wandering.
"Daear, is there something on your mind?"
The big Tauren looked at Ero, somewhat startled by the broken silence. "There is always much on my mind, friend. Why do you ask?"
"Your mind does not seem to be here, as it has been all day. Is something distracting you?"
Daear smiled "Yes something is." He paused and pointed out into the darkness of the plains. "What do you see out there?"
Ero was somewhat befuddled. He looked into the darkness, but could see nothing. "It's pitch black. There is nothing to see."
Daear's smile widened "That is where you are wrong, friend. There is a sleeping world out there. I can see the lions sleeping in the bushes, and the herds of kodo huddled up for the night. I see a living world out there. I also see my home." His voice trailed off into the darkness.
Ero gave him a frustrated look. "Don't you tell me that is distracting you. There is a lot going on right here."
"There is more going on out there." Daear pulled the now cooked meat from the fire, "Many spirits need healing and many souls need guidance."
Ero gave a scoff, "Maybe you should be back home with the seers and healers. I don't have much need for them out here on the hunt."
Daear smiled again, "Not all of us can be healers or seers, Ero."
"Why not? I thought that is what shamans were?" Ero gave a slight smirk.
Daear's smiled turned into a slight frown. "We all have our place tending the tree of life. Some heal it and others guide its growth, but there are more duties than that."
"Really? Like what?"
"Sometimes branches need to be pruned." Daear looked back into the darkness. "That is my job."