Shy Deer Steppes C'est la vie

From the piercing look the other wolf sent their way and the way he angled away and kept his distance Heph thought she could tell that he desired no help or assistance on this hunt. While antelope were smaller than some of the other four-legged herd animals they were still large enough to kick a wolf not careful, but she had no desire to inject herself more deeply into this stranger's hunt when it was obvious she was not wanted. If he wished to succeed or fail alone then far be it from her to interrupt her own fun. She grinned to see Atka running alongside them, the slighter white wolf just as fast and more agile than her - a good partner to have on a hunt.

Rather than going after the young Heph's gaze narrowed on an elderly animal who seemed to lag behind the rest. Still large enough to prove a challenge, and fat and stronger for the summer months so were its younger herdmates who bounded ahead, scattering more effortlessly forward. Letting out a bark she signalled to Atka "I see. Older. Ahead. Right." She panted in between words, breathless from the run but knowing that if they wanted to work together some form of communication was needed - if Atka pursued another target then she would be able to assess as well.

She let herself begin to drift, but did not commit until she was sure that the pair of them were headed in the same direction so that the two of them could overwhelm the creature before it fully realized it was being targetted. While working with others added layers of complication to a hunt it was also thrilling in its own way, the give and take of information, the need to cover someone else just as much as one knew that they were also being watched.