Lost Creek Hollow We're on fire

Freyja not only assigned them roles, she also volunteered to finish scoping out the herd and find them a solid target. Wildfire grinned at her. "Sounds like a plan," she said. It was tempting to fall back on her haunches while she waited, yet she remained standing. Her amber eyes followed Gavriel as he silently stalked in the direction Floki had gone—likely to make sure he was really gone and wouldn't somehow hinder their hunt further—and then flicked back to watch Freyja from a distance as she approached and assessed the herd.