Ravensblood Forest Throughout Hushed time

Her gaze lingered gratefully on him for a moment before Reverie allowed the nameless hunter to take the lead. The scent of deer came into focus, and she felt a slow-burning light begin to fill all of her veins. She wondered distantly if this was the same herd Vairë had refused to pursue into the cursed forest.
But they followed the trail and soon there was no time for such thoughts. Soon Reverie was confronted again with the reality of hunting. Blood. Death. She slowed, eyeing one of the youngest, and shot a glance at her hunting companion. The decision would be his, but Reverie thought they would be hard-pressed to pursue one of the older members of the herd.