Bearclaw Valley i could just sink into this sea, forever

The pair fell wordlessly into position as the deer remained oblivious, their hooves scraping snow and slender heads browsing the exposed topsoil. Indra kept to the flank of a fallen timber, her gaze following the hind with hunger.

She looked to Blondine pointedly then, having almost missed her presence - as soon as their gaze briefly met she motioned for movement and was off, striding out of cover to ambush the doe.

She made for the doe's haunch, and lunged with jaws parted for bony, slender hock.