Sawtooth Spire The Stories of the Sunspire Mountains

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"Perfect!" And without another word, Spruce put his nose to the ground and sniffed to see where the deer had went. Just from the scent alone, he could tell that the deer was a female, about 2-3 years old. This was the perfect deer for a hunt.

He had genuine fun as he expertly followed the scent up and down steep slopes. He had the urge to mark several times as he was tracking the deer, but had to remind himself that this was Moonshadow's territory and not his. 

Eventually he and Moonshadow finally saw the deer. It was near the edge of a cliff. Both of the wolves were hidden in some neighboring shrubbery about 20 meters from their prey. He was trying to hide his pride at finding the doe so easily.

Whispering to Moonshadow he asked her "So what's your game plan? You want me to go after it first to slow it down?".

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