Stone Circle with purple fountains issuing from his veins

The doe went down easily enough with both of them on her, and soon enough, they had two meals instead of one. Tail wagging happily, Day surveyed their work, eyes lingering on the spotted pelt of the fawn. He wondered if Adeline would want it, or if it was the sort of gift only Doe would appreciate. It still seemed sort of macabre to him.

When Valette had done her own surveying, she turned to him with high praise. It reminded him of how is mother had praised Day and his siblings for going to the bathroom outside the den, or bringing her dead grasshoppers when they were learning to hunt, but Day thought he could forgive her. She was just very positive like that.

"You too, Val," he shot back, feeling light-hearted. "We did do a pretty god job - all thanks to you, too."

He'd keep practicing what she'd shown him, though maybe on his own for the most part.