Moonspear sweet talker

Figured I'd just edit an ending onto this since it's pretty old. :)

Once Eshe and Charon agreed to the plan, Floki gave a determined nod of his head. His gaze hadn't yet left the trio of deer and he licked his lips subconsciously as he prowled forward, allowing his hunting partners to fan out to either side. Although he didn't look at them, he was aware of their locations, hyper-attuned to their movements.

The wolves presented a united front and it wasn't long until the does became aware of their presence. Three heads popped up, dark eyes watching the hunters warily. There was nervous shuffling of hooves and flicking of tails as Floki accelerated. He moved instinctively towards the smallest of the group; the deer began to trot away, then run, bounding over the barren ground.

He drew close enough to snap at one animal's haunches and it veered sharply towards Charon. He hoped that Eshe would help him drive their prey towards Charon and fully separate it from the comfort of its herd.

After careful work by the three wolves, they were successful in bringing down their target. The meat was split, with some for Eshe to take home to Neverwinter Forest, while Charon and Floki tucked their own remains into the pack's caches. Little did they know that this was the last full meal they would enjoy for months to come.