Moonspear Hunters Moon

Elentari gave some quick directions, but a lot of it was gibberish to Stingray's ears. He nodded along anyway, hoping to convey that he totally knew how to drive prey anywhere, and then they were moving down the hill, leaving the stronger men behind.

Stingray shot his dad a confident smile and hoped Njord didn't pick up on the slight waver at the corners.

Elentari went straight for the herd. Ray followed, but couldn't quash a nervous titter when the bucks out front began posturing and stamping their hooves. It wasn't hard to imagine the damage one of those things could do if it pegged him in the side of the head. The dark huntress swung wide of them, undeterred by the display.

It would have been smartest for Stingray to go the other way and give the doe nowhere to go, but he had no idea what he was doing. With all the grinning bravado of ignorant youth, he continued to follow the Archer's precise path, even daring an arrogant snap in the direction of the herd as if he wasn't parading his own inexperience for all to see.