Phoenix Maplewood There'll be things you never asked her

The silence between his question and her answer was short, and her answer made a grin spread across his face and his sparkle in his eyes brighter. He was glad he asked. His wanderlust and independent nature usually never let the thought to ask cross his mind. Flicking his ears, he gestured with his head towards the woods, his grin becoming genuinely happy. Let's go find us a deer.

Even with his large body, he easily turned and started loping into the woods and jumping over fallen logs, weaving between trees, his muscles warming with each stride. This was where he belonged. The golden orb in the sky rose slowly, and the warm rays streamed through the trees, broken but beautiful beams of light hitting the floor of the forest.

His ears flicked back, aware of the female following him, and it gave him a feeling of excitement that she was coming with him. It would have been easy to go by himself, but the company was appreciated, especially her, the large male loving to figure things out. Yet she was a mystery. And he was intrigued. Switching directiions quickly, he headed towards the valley. The deer down there seemed to be well fed, and everyone would be hungry. A sense of predatory drive and the thrill of the hunt seemed to flow through him, making his muscles more tensed. Slowing his run down, he loped to the treeline, yet was well within the shadows as he eyed the deer in the clearing. His eyes shifted through the herd, picking out the best but easiest meal. When he was alone, he made it a bit more challenging for himself. It seemed almost the more risk he took, the more free he felt. Yet his common sense usually kicked him, slowing down his impulsiveness. He stood low in the tall grass so as to not startle the deer with his bulk or movement. Tail swishing slowly, he scanned the deer again before speaking low, knowing she was close behind. There's a doe over there with a little one, but it wouldn't be enough to feed everyone. Then there's a young buck right at the edge of the trees. I don't think we'd have any problem getting him. A thought crossed his mind, but he kept it to himself, focusing on the deer. Turning his head to look at her, a small smile was on his maw. What do you think would be the best plan?