Neverwinter Forest Believe that time is always forever

I went ahead and rolled the dice to see if they’d succeed. Sadly, they fail to catch the deer. :c Better luck next time, I suppose.

 
Alastor had anticipated the answer presented by June. It was the most common thing said by those learning to hunt, and he himself had been no different. Slowly, he gave a shake of his head to the little girl, before looking to her brother. Hearing what the kid had said, he turned his head and looked back out over the herd, eyes finding the one that had been pointed out just in time to catch its strange gait. Examining it from their hidden space, he could not see any obvious signs of injury, but waved that off as being of little concern. Though nothing showed on the outside—from what he could see, anyways—that didn’t mean the inside was the same. It could have hurt itself in a way that would make it an easier catch without breaking the outer layer of flesh. Glancing at Mason, the elder wolf gave a nod of approval. “Nice pick,” he praised, before then looking to the other child. “When hunting big animals like deer, you don’t want to target the largest one. That could get you hurt, or worse,” he explained, his tone signifying just how dangerous it could be. “You’ll want to go after the ones that are old or already injured in some way. They won’t put up as much of a fight.”
 
Carefully, so as not to alert the deer to their presence, Alastor started moving in the direction of their target. He kept himself out of sight, and motioned for the children to do the same. After reaching a new spot, one that was close enough to keep an eye on the deer but far enough to prevent them from being noticed, the Greek settled down on his haunches. “We’ll need to herd the deer away from the rest of the group completely,” he whispered, looking between the prey and the children. Taking a moment, he thought over his next words carefully, trying to figure out the safest way to proceed. “If you two think you’re ready, you can be the ones to steer it away and towards me,” he started, figuring that would hold a better chance at keeping them safe. As long as they kept a good distance, the deer shouldn’t be able to harm them. It was better than risking the cervine running right into them, potentially trampling them in the process.