Ocean's Breath Plateau cycle

iiana glanced between heph and the herd, observing them carely as well as keeping an eye out for any strange disturbance in the grass. it was during these summers that fawns were plentiful. rodyn's words however flashed through her mind, a reminder to not rely so heavily on hunting the young. without fawn, there wouldn't be anymore herds for the wolves of the future. there wasn't a need to rely on hunting the young anyways if iiana now had the support of atleast heph at her side to hunt.
which one are you betting on then? she couldn't help but smile through her whispers, though she had to tuck her tail between her legs to prevent it from thudding against the ground with all the wagging it was doing. ..i think the one with the odd leg will be it. although a sick doe was the most preferrable, one with an injured leg was usually a safe bet, at least what iiana thought. she inched her way closer though, careful with each step placed on the earth beneath them.