Haunted Wood That Meal I Promised You

Hunt Roll

Hunt will be unsuccessful. :’) I should’ve let you roll I have such bad luck haha.

Grinning when the younger male beckons closer, he takes an interest in the way the piebald boy watches the deer–so focused. “I’ll nod to you when I’m ready.” He mumbles, before nudging the younger with his nose on the cheek.

Beginning in a trot to the other side of the deer, he goes around to the left to keep behind it. The closer towards the front he gets, the lower his body slinks to the ground. Eager to to sink his teeth into his prey, Santi licks his chops, slowing his pace to the equivalent to a snail to sneak up in her. 

Once placed in an opportune spot Santi’s eyes are taken from the doe and settle onto Clarence. A single nod signifies for the hunt to begin.