Moonspear Playing with fire

It did seem unplausable to catch a bear by digging a hole to Charon, and he listened to Dhole's rambles while he considered them. A crevice of sorts seemed perfect for their plan, but they were back on the bear now, rather than trapping deer. Anyway, in silence he agreed to drop the subject, for now, and keep it for their double date (fuck romance, anyway, when three out of four — for now — of the participants on a date were leaders of a pack and had these kind of bear issues).

Near the clearing they picked up the scent, and Charon allowed Dhole to lead the way. The doe wandered around, sifting through the forest floor looking for something to eat, no doubt. Charon watched the silhouetted deer from afar as it seemed the wind was on their side, and it'd caught no wind of them of yet. Charon started off to the left to try and approach it from the side, so that it would have less of a head start if it chose to run, and he hoped that Dhole would either pick a different angle or approach it head-on so that it'd have less chance. He felt like actually telling her what to do would possibly make the doe hear them though, so he didn't say anything as he stalked off through the underbrush.