Whitefish River Erlkönig

Alright! Let's get this hunt in moooootion!
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She sensed a bit of apprehension, and was surprised when tamar offered to stay with the children and find a safe crossing for them. Before she had a chance to ask why she would need to take the children across the river, her clever daughter stepped forward to clarify the hunting tactic. "Yes," She said, giving her daughter a faint smile, appreciative that she was perhaps more capable of explaining their plan. "I am sometimes rusty with common tongue. My clever daughter speaks more clearly. We herd the elk like this," She said, pointing up toward the end of the meadow, where the stampeding creatures would be faced with a steep incline, or the option to ford the river; the latter would be an easier method of shaking the wolves off from those strong enough to swim. "They will bunch up at the water, before going in all as one. We will pick off straggler, cut it off from the herd, kill it in the meadow." She said, licking her lips hungrily. 

She still felt confident with her plan. Using the terrain to their advantage was something she had been taught from a young age; the prey would often choose the path of least resistance, and the water would be an easier path than having to climb up a steep slope while being chased by agile predators. "Vaettir can watch children," She said, motioning to the priestess who would be in charge of Baldr, Leifa and Granite. She hoped that if she felt reassured, Tamar might join them in the hunt; having an extra set of jaws would certainly make the job easier. 

She motioned for them to go, giving each of the children a light boop to the top of their heads with her muzzle- her way of indicating without any words for them to obey the priestess, and that they would be rewarded well later. 

Once the hunting party was assembled, she motioned again and they were off- their first task to spook and drive the herd up the length of the valley, examining the beasts in motion for any signs of weakness.