Rosewater Oasis ilium

Where Candle was weary, far more confidant perhaps in her mending abilities, Ko'a was not hesitant. She followed the call where Zoug directed and the huntress came swift and assured. Pale peach-yellow eyes set upon the obvious target- an injured pronghorn. 

She had hunted them before, yet not since being among the many in home Tribe. Would just the few of them be able? Surely. For with this animal's lame leg, all they needed to do was take small quick nips and time would do the rest.