Honeyed Pasture Antlers and Hooves

Heph smiled at the friendly greeting glad that her assessment that he had also enjoyed hunting together and their company was mutual. She glanced down at the doe that Rodyn mentioned, curious as to if they would need another but from what she could see of the poor creature and Rodyn's own prowess she was confident that they would be able to prevail or at least escape with their limbs in tact. An airy laugh was her reply, the sound slightly breathless to ensure it did not disrupt the quiet overmuch. "With such a skilled compatriot I would hardly refuse." Though her words were teasing they were infused with enough warmth to betray that she was happy to have him as a fellow hunter.

She took a few steps to better position herself on the ridge overlooking the meadow and their quarry. While their previous hunt had been coordinated ultimately they had attacked separately and had separate prey, but this might require a little bit more of a concerted effort with them taking up slightly different roles. Besides, there was a rather large size difference between a caribou and an otter. "Any preferences to how we start?" Heph considered the doe, while a part of her was tempted to simply propose rushing it into a panic until the thing collapsed on its bad leg desperation could force the animal further than they could follow and it was a rather needlessly cruel and dangerous way of hunting for all parties if a quicker and cleaner solution could be had.