Morningside Cuesta here be dragons

so sorry for the wait! I'll make this a priority

Her grin widened, and her tail lashed in gladness at his reply. With a quick motion of her muzzle that meant follow me, she turned on her heel and led the boy south. She adopted a quick trot, and soon enough they came in view of the sparse herd. Her gaze was drawn to the young fawn in the rear of the herd, a yearling stag with a hind limb snapped at the tibia. It danged grotesquely, and the stag was listless and struggling to keep up. 

Her gaze turned to Kieran and her brow furrowed, asking a wordless question. She thought a few ways of bringing the deer down, but wasn't going to take control of the hunt without input from Kieran.