Jade Fern Grove but you and i, we're pioneers

The other joined, yet, she did not mind. As the herd moved on but the old lagged behind, eyes zeroed in on what would be their prize. Indicating for the other to venture on the opposing side, Rebekka paced forward levelly. The beast held the graying hairs of age, bones brittle yet it's kick was one strong enough to knock out; a head of antlers were enough to kill. However, it was slow. Creeping towards the thing, she cast few glances at the stranger to see if it was attempting the same. She could not bring the deer down alone and without caution. Two was always better than one in these situations. As far as splitting the beast went, she care more for the experience rather than the meal itself. While Rebekka was ready to strike, she could not without the other being fully aware. Seeking the gaze of approval from the other, she impatiently waited.