Rising Sun Valley Run up

Sovereign saw the confusion in Bjarna's eyes at first when she mentioned Kvarsheim.
That was what she assumed the emotion was, anyhow. 
But under her amber gaze she watched whatever emotion it was, dissipate, as Bjarna softly beckoned and lead Sov along the outskirts of the territory. 

The young Crown Prince followed in a prowl, the same predatory prowl of her mother, the same battle-forged appearance of alertness (that she did not yet fully have) as she kept her ears perked for noise, and eyes moving to catch any movements in the terrain. 

Lucky for the two girls, her developing skills allowed Sov to catch the sight of a small herd of deer in the grasses on the outer edges of Bjarna's claim. 
The Princess looked to the wolfdog with inquiry...
Would they hunt for one?