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If he was going to dish it, he’d have to take it, too. ”If I was too fat, it’d gore me with both antlerth, duhhhh” She shot back with a snarky laugh. Nevertheless, her eyes shone with appreciation that Mulherin was going to have spirit. She hoped he’d stay that way. 

She didn’t move to guide him, but followed and watched approvingly as he quietly slowed, and corrected his path. She wasn’t going to offer him any more advice, if he didn’t need it. A little check here and there, but she wanted him to feel what it was like to listen to his own instincts- an important aspect of hunting.