Firefly Glen [BWH] Group 3 Elk's the name of the game

Safiya had only just heard the call of the hunt. And though she still had much to do. She found her way to the forest glen. It was here she looked on with singular eye in red face. It was a group she was put and she lifted her strong and unflinching gaze to the wolves she now would lead in hunt. 

She gazed and then spoke. Her voice brokering no argument. Precise and to the point. There is an elderly doe on the edges. She is weakened by years adn hunger. She is the one we will take. But remember even the weak fight when they must.

I need two runners and two that will go for the head. I will fill in where I am needed.