Sun Mote Copse Promises Kept

I rolled now to see if they catch the deer or not for the sake of other threads. They do!

Giana didn't speak, which served Ragna quite well. She took it as tacit acceptance of her lead, and immediately trotted off towards the cedars. Come, she bid, and did not look behind her to see if the newcomer followed.

Once they had crossed into neutral lands and the scent of the herd wafted towards her, Ragna slowed, then stopped. She gestured to the river with her nose. There is a river there, and a bend. We drive them into the water. Our quarry will be slowed by the waters, she explained. She paused, waiting for Giana to ask any questions, then set off towards the herd. Follow my lead, I know these woods well.