Flycatcher Downs i forgot softness, it did not serve me

The movements of the she-wolf ahead gave Bastien a clear indication she too was harmless. Her hesitation to keep going did not go noticed by the brute. He still watched her cautiously as he made his way closer and closer. Soon he had reached her, his ears twitched as she gave a bark and jolted off in the direction she was once going. Bastien picked up his pace to follow her lead, quickly coming up from behind her and to the side. He kept enough distance to make both himself and the stranger within a comfortable level. He quickly realized she was indeed following the scent of the herd that had come through earlier.

"I just came through from the south. They won't be in that direction." He had hoped this tidbit of information would not only help her, but also free him of any malicious suspensions.

"Do you mind...?" He hesitated with this question. It was implied that he wished to join. This was not his right to hunt alongside another he did not know in an area he had no claim over. He was intruding on a hunt and didn't even know how many mouths there were expecting a good outcome from it. The brute had to eat just as well though, whether it turned to bite him or not was another story. Bastien was a well seasoned tracker, though his hunting skills were less sought after. He was more experienced in small animal and bird hunting. "I'm a fair tracker."

He would admit to himself that the deer wasn't the only thing on his mind. Is either of them encountered the feline...well...he wouldn't make it out alone.