Noctisardor Bypass We can fight gravity with our legs

There was still the tunnel vision of the hunt, but Arbiter's only target now was her Daughter receiving a proper amount of scolding. While Pike milled around like a hungry fish of the same name and Spook merely lurked farther away, Brou now cowered. She'd done a good job adding her own little bit of chaos, and again Arbiter had done her best to prove it wasn't the best idea to do so. They needed to work together, but did she just not realize what had been at stake? Why did she so insist not following instructions? We all pick one target, we take one target, together. Chase two and we may get none, she growled. Do you want none? A pause then, to see if she'd answer, but regardless, she turned on heel then back to the deer. If more needed to be discussed, then it could be done later.

Back to the kill. She cleared her expression, nodding to those who had actually helped with the kill. Other than that interference, it had been good. She licked her lips. A good hunt, which perhaps would ring somewhat hollow after that bit of a show. She and Terance had the rights to eat first, but once they had made their selects along the side of the deer, she wasn't going to demand they wait longer. Even troublesome children could take their pick.