Blacktail Deer Plateau HOW TO NOT BE SEEN

@Aliac! Ready for that hunting practice thread?

Grayday now considered himself fully recovered. He'd braved the taiga and made it Easthollow with two pups to care for - even if Engel had had to help him a bit. His other four senses seemed to be compensating once more, and while he'd never get back to the hunter that he'd been, he'd found that he could still provide for his family and keep 'watch' over the borders if he truly put his mind to it.

That day, the leader was ranging his territory on the trail of the local herd, his steps as sure as they'd been before the loss of his eye. His ears stood tall atop his head, and his tail swept idly against his hocks, brushing the frost off of bushes and brambles as his passed. But, although his stride was confident, he was silent as well. The deer that he stalked were blind to him in all ways, while he was blind to them in only one.

The male slowed as he drew nearer to the herd, lips curled and nostrils flared. Their numbers were steady, and the scent of gravid does was already detectable to the leader's fine nose.