Northstar Vale Echoes of ephasia have haunted you tonight

Set several hours after this.

Saena's eyes fluttered open when a raindrop splattered against her sensitive nose. She lifted her head off her forearms, twitched her ears around to get her bearings, then glanced over to @Dagfinn. It took her a moment to clear her mind, during which she stood and stretched, but then she remembered why they were up on the ledge: the doe. Twisting her head around, Saena looked back to the river they'd last seen her at, and breathed a sigh of relief when she spotted the felled lump of fawn-coloured flesh just waiting for them. The doe's last breaths must have been total agony, but she wasn't compassionate enough toward other animals to care about that.

"Looks like she's finally down," said Saena to her companion amidst the pattering of slow droplets from the sky. About time, too. Saena had predicted about half an hour, but the doe had proved more resilient than the huntress thought, and now the sky was overcast and heavy. She passed her gaze over the valley to the east, where the buck had stood watching them earlier, but there was no sign of it now. Good, she thought as she beckoned Dagfinn. He was off anyway.