Bearclaw Valley and this is the day, i die for it

Rolled a 4 :(

Things seemed to be going according to plan. The girls were perfectly aligned, one across from the other, and the deer remained oblivious. The two of them, with their bright red coats and general inexperience, should have known that soemthing was bound to go wrong at one point or another — as Blondine took a slight step forward, the doe lifted her head, presumably tracking her soon-to-be attacker's movements.

Dammit, Blondine whispered, knowing that any wrong moves could easily worsen the problem. It was now or never, but she needed to make sure Indra was on the same page.