Horizon Ridge Calmness is the cradle of power.

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The moments passed by and Julooke just stood and watched. She was looking for any signs that one deer might be easier to catch over the others. She felt, rather than heard, an approaching wolf. They were well within the packlands, so the chances it wasn't a pack mate was slim. There were too many wolves here that would attack an intruder, no questions asked. Her attention was momentarily distracted from the deer, as Ragnar walked up beside her. She was impressed with his ability to stalk quietly. His presence, his glance, told her everything she needed to know. Her own gaze turned back to the deer. She thought they would be out of luck when she caught it- one of the deer was trying to conceal a limp. As it was grazing, the body turned more to the side, and she seen the wound on its back leg. It wouldn't have been a particularly bad one if it wasn't so infected. It was the advantage they were looking for. Her gaze went to Ragnar, then pointedly back to the deer. That's the one they would go for.

Silently, she stepped to the left and forward, planning to take the left side of the deer, and work at separating her from the rest of the herd. Julooke got as close as she could without giving herself away to the deer. She sought out Ragnar once more, and waited to make sure he was ready. Suddenly, a movement from the top of the trees, birds chirping their alarms, and the deer began to run. Julooke was after them in a flash, her muscles propelling her forward, her jaws open so she could suck in oxygen as she ran. She jumped over fallen trees, dodged the ones still standing, and was finally just behind the deer they wanted. Her jaws went for the good back leg, hoping to injure it. The deer kicked mid-air and caused Julooke to fall back momentarily or else be hit. She did not lose her determination, however, so there was no chance of being scared off.