Totoka River Let The Hunt Begin

Vale had led the right to the herd, as Violante had expected. Good job, son. Now, that doe there, Violante jerked her muzzle towards a small cluster of deer, almost separated from the main herd. Among them, a doe shifted, limping heavily. She is our target. Get into position — on my howl, we hunt.

After ensuring everyone knew their jobs and places, Violante pressed her muzzle into Vagabond's shoulder, then took off in a wide arc, following after Vale as he took up his post to block the doe from escape. She had a good feeling about today.