Redhawk Caldera fire in the hole

hahaha wHOA fiadh looked about ready to shit her pants! it was so obvious. tegan wasn't nervous at all because, lets face it, he set the bar real low when it came to things like this. sure, maybe his family expected a lot out of him when it came to things such as talking trash and spinning tales-- maybe even scouting. but when had he ever shown a real interest in something as important as hunting? mm. rarely. the fact that he showed up was a big ole thumbs up. tegan had no worries-- he'd basically already won.

but he wasn't stone-cold, so he offered fiadh a soft nudge to the shoulder and then turned back to eljay as his older brother began to explain the task at hand. his dark nose twitched, and he regarded the herd curiously for a moment. a pregnant one might be slower? but it had more to live for... since ya know, it was pregnant, the old guy maybe not much. "that one," tegan said with absolutely no indication of which deer he was talking about-- which left fiadh to give a way more in depth analysis, which was her job (in tegan's mind) anyway.