Overture Downs all have a hunger

It seemed that he had bought into her lie, either that or Rannoch was just humouring her. Either way, her father wanted to know more about this fictional herd of deer and Deshyr was happy to oblige. "Yes, I ran straight to get you!" she responded with a little frustrated huff as she pretended to eagerly scan the plains as if searching for this elusive herd.

Dropping the facade momentarily, Deshyr spared a look up to gauge Rannoch's reaction, only to be met with a genuine frown as he remarked about the weather and questioned whether the deer would be drawn towards it. The girl's features crinkled in visible confusion for a second. I don't know, father, you're the experienced one here!

But man, oh man, he really had fallen for it! She was at a loss now, as she hadn't expected to get this far. "Uh, um..." she hummed, looking back over at the rain falling in the distance. "They'd stay away..." she decided before her voice rose in uncertainty. "...And go back to their dens?" Did deer sleep in dens?