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Alaric nodded his head. I can do that. You chase to me. Be mindful of the hooves and antlers of the rest of the herd. They all should run and leave the weak behind, but every so often you get a stag that refuses.

Arrluk's eyes had lingered on the young, but he hadn't chosen one in the end. Alaric was pleased with this. It meant he could see more of the youth's skill and maybe help him out if he should need any advice, but he doubted it. 

Alaric nodded. Alright. Let me get in position and then chase her my way. Watch those hooves of hers.

A flick of his tail and he slowly slunk out and around. He would aim for a little way to the side, but not too far off that she would have to run far before he could grasp her.