Broken Antler Fen Bittersweet notions

Anyone interest in a big game hunt

Rodyn stood in a small hillock overlooking the fen. Yellow eyes honed in on the herd of deer below that were eating and lowling about. A flick of his ear at the persistent gnat that found it's way near there. Why was it always gnats that found their homes in all orifices.

He counted 5 strong. 2 weak and old doe to old and reumy not much meat on her bones and another that winter had not been kind too. She held a twisted hoof and limped about. Still formidable and still fast, but hindered at teh very least. This could make an easy meal if he had a second.