Northstar Vale steady as a beating drum

There were many scenarios in which the fawn could have been brought to them, but, honestly, Rannoch was not concerned by the particulars. As long as the child had no parents about, Rannoch could have cared less. Nodding to Tryp's observation, Rannoch eye's scanned the territory before them in search of the presumed corpse. When he came up short, he shrugged. 

"Must have died somewhere else," the Alpha remarked bluntly, drawing his tongue over his chops. "So how do we do this? You chase, and I pounce? Vice versa?" He asked, wanting to get straight to the point. Rannoch found his Epsilon's gaze briefly as he left the decision to him, not particularly caring who did what just as long as they came home with this kill.