Sun Mote Copse again, a place to fall

The woman asked him for a plan, and analysing the situation he was quick to decide. I'll seperate the two, if you can catch the fawn. He decided. He would ensure that the doe did not reach his companion in time. Ah - but before we do anything, what's your name? He had nearly forgotten to ask. Mine is Sunchaser.

Admittedly, it felt good to hunt with another. He hadn't had the chance since..

Well, he didn't want to focus on the past. His eyes were fixed to the future, and it looked mouth-watering.