Wapun Meadow Sunshine, Daisies, Butter Mellow...

Saraphine seemed to contemplate this. She would not call that a 'hunt' however she could not resist a free meal, nor leave the creature stranded. Both mercy and instinct tugged at her to aid in the killing of the doe. She followed behind Cry.

She eyed the dark wolf in front of her, the feeling of danger increasing slightly. She gave a stern look with a quick, unnoticeable glance. His smile had grown, then vanished into a stone-faced mask. It irked her slightly. Still, he was offering a hunt, something more than what she had in ages.

"Let us do the execution quickly." was all she muttered.