Ravensblood Forest Throughout Hushed time

Reverie nodded once, and started forward. Her approach was slow at first, careful to avoid alerting the herd to her presence until she felt she was close enough. She angled herself toward some of the young does she'd seen Rodyn watching, and when the distance had dwindled sufficiently and the deer started to shuffle in the beginnings of alarm, Reverie darted forward in a flash of gold.
She hung back just a little, keeping out of reach just in case one of them kicked at her. Reverie had seen what a well-aimed hoof could do to a wolf's skull. Now it was only a matter of biding her time, keeping up the chase until one of the does faltered or stumbled and her companion caught up. She could draw this out as long as she needed to.