Haunted Wood the same tragedies: ultimate damnation

From a distance his coat seemed familiar, and yet the scent wasn't quite right. Leto told herself as she watched that she was only homesick.

Nonetheless it was not the stranger who interested her, but the deer. She had three mouths to feed now, and one of them would certainly do the job. Keeping her distance from what she assumed to be a tracker as well as the herd, she hoped that he might be a willing hunting partner.

Are you planning to hunt, or are you just deer-watching? She did her best to keep a hush to her voice, without being too difficult to hear.