Hoshor Plains A hunting we will go

Almost as if responding to his offer her stomach growled and he laughed openly again, the sound relaxed with not a hint of mockery in it. Now that she wasn't acting afraid anymore she was actually quite pretty, someone he could see himself easily getting along with. He hadn't had any companions since he originally left Moonspear and that had been almost a year ago if he was correct in his estimation. A year...a year of no real connections. The realization stunned him for a moment and he swallowed back a wave of bitterness and sadness, instead smiling at her once more "I've been scavenging and eating berries for a while. Mostly scavenging...I've had bad experiences with berries" he said with humor in his gaze. 

He turned back to the doe "see how she's a good distance away from the rest of the herd?" He asked motioning with his muzzle. "They won't interfere, they've already shunned her to the edge. They know she's going to either die or be killed. You can easily slip between her and the herd, give her a scare and chase her in this direction. Once she starts getting close I'll run in and go for the kill." He said but looked to her to see if she was okay with this plan. With two wolves hunting even an injured doe left little room to really structure and organize. It was just going to have to be chase,bring down and kill.