Gyrfalcon's Keep When Facing the Wind got Wicked

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His pupils flicked between the idle deer—a singular doe—and Wren's agile form. Quietly, she advanced around their unsuspecting target. Once in place, she signaled she was ready.

He felt like he had done this a thousand times. The sequence of events was never the same, however.

Each step was carefully planned. Tahoe crept toward the deer, subconsciously holding his breath. The coastal flora was not the best cover. A shrub was where he lay in wait—serving as the point where he could go no closer without being spotted. To his dismay, the ungulate was becoming aware of the pair's plans. He observed as the creature clearly grew more alert; her posture stiffening as she started sniffing at the air, an unmistakable look of fear in her eyes. Tahoe knew their cover would be blown soon, it was time to act. He sprinted out from the sparse vegetation, which made the doe immediately run.
 
He hightailed it after the deer—who unknowingly fled in Wren’s general direction. It was up to her to react before it would speed past her.