Noctisardor Bypass stone craft

She doesn't hold back her smile this time, tail flagging behind her. Fine, she'll bite.

Lowering her head to catch the wind, she remembers the mule deer she had spotted only an hour earlier. She guesses they must still be close by, and this time she's right.

Speaking not another word, she moves ahead at a lope. She knows Faust, or rather Uktark, will follow.

At a steady pace it does not take long to find the deer. A pair of cows, grazing on what little vegetation they can find and none the wiser to the hunt that is taking place. The left is the older of the two, and weakened by the winter already. An easy prey.

Dione looks to Uktark, waiting for a sign that they are in agreeance.