Hushed Willows Don't let them them steal your light

This plan sounded much better to the skittish yearling. Perhaps if she didn't run, though she was more than able to do THAT, she would be able to help bring it back. Only one way to find out.....
      "If I don't move to chase it down, then I bet my leg would be okay to help you drag the deer a ways."
The russet yearling nodded, backing out of the slight tangle she was in and shaking out her black freckled pelt. 
                  "Usually I either just go after small things, or I can't haul it back. But it would make sense that if I didn't use my leg to run down anything and put strain on it, that I could handle the weight, right?"
It was pushing it, and she might still be sore tomorrow, but it wouldn't be like her last hunt, stopping her in the middle of the haul to plaster her inflamed joint with mud to cool it off.