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She smiled at his exaggerated bow. She quite liked this charming, formal guy, and hoped to get to know more about him as the days progressed. Miyako flicked her ears, listening for the deer herd. She heard no more clicking, so she figured they had finally stopped to rest and graze in one place. It was time to get a move on.

"Follow me," Miyako told Regan quietly, and stalked off, keeping pace with the gray-pelted male beside her. While they trotted toward the herd, she cocked her head to the side to look at him. "So you're new. Where are you from originally?"

She kept her nose engaged with her environment, keeping track of where they had been and where they were going. The deer trail took them through a tiny glen full of firs, and when they left the shade of the trees, Miyako saw them. A small band of mountain deer, maybe about seven or eight of them. She began to look at each individual member, deciding which one was best to take down.