Lost Creek Hollow We're on fire

There were no red flags in Freyja's strategy, though Wildfire took a moment to visualize everything in consideration with their surroundings seen and unseen. When she deduced that it was as good an approach as any—especially considering the pup's relative lack of experience—she shot yet another smile in the Feisripa's direction and nodded again as well.

"I'm ready whenever you two are," she said, muscles coiling with anticipatory tension. They had spent literally days tracking the herd, narrowing down their target pool and then formulating a plan. Now everything was about to culminate and Wildfire couldn't wait to see through the hunt on Freyja's behalf.