Blacktail Deer Plateau We don't talk about it

Hearing the unmistakable call for a hunt, the silvered alpha immediately complied, eagerly tracing Saena's call to its source. His spirits too were high, a good day for a hunt. It felt like a successful sort of afternoon.

Coming up on the scene, he didn't immediately see her, though he was careful to skirt the herd so as not to cause undue fear. When he did catch sight of the younger gamekeeper, he slunk (as well as one his size could) over to hunch down beside her. "What's the situation?" He asked quietly, assuming she had been observing and had a plan.