Ravensblood Forest Some Good Ol’ Family Bonding

The woman came close to him, sneering at him.
Did she not think on how he got half of his face ripped off? Obviously not if she was so bold to say such things before him. He stared intently at her, head low and tail barely tucked, but he stared hard at her all the same.

At last, she gave up and gave in to Donovan's hunt and they were off, her flaunting her ass in his face.
Maybe if he docked her tail she'd think twice, though Donovan seemed happy enough with the show.
He wondered how the pair could even hunt together if all they could think about was boning, and her scent clogging up the brindle man's nose? No way.

He quickly dumped his nose on the soil, rather inhaling dirt than a woman's scent.
He started to search for the deer too. It can't bee too long gone for the man to call a hunt. But deer can move fast.