Honeyed Pasture niqi

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“Well we shouldn’t keep you waiting then.” He smirked again, following her snout and her gaze to the tracks. With an amused pop of his brow, Sela set off. His experience in the snow obvious, as barely a shift was heard.

Emerald eyes took on a concentrated hue. Selamuit was determined and focused to the task at foot. He hadn’t eaten in some time either, to preoccupied with other things to bother. He was a provider at heart, always more inclined to take care of those around him than worry about his own personal needs.

The snow grew into slush as they headed out of the semi-covered surrounding. A meadow, he noted. The grass was only just peaking through the mucky snow and mud and would be of little use for cover. With the lack of camouflage, the deer would probably see them from far off. Sela predicted this would end in a battle of endurance, as they would mostly likely have to run the deer out of energy before taking it down.