Blacktail Deer Plateau pull me out of the wake [m]

Random event of a hunt!  Would love some other gamekeeper-y types to join in on this one if they'd like.  I'd like to roll for success on this as well, but that's optional if others would rather not.  Open for anyone, ultimately.

Up in the higher climes of the Plateau, Mordecai had stumbled across a sight he had not anticipated.  Somehow or someway, a mother doe and her aging fawn had become separated from the rest of their herd in a big way.  It was not very often that Mordecai anticipated encountering game along what was quickly becoming a muddy, wooded slope, but the opportunity was something he was hard pressed to pass up.

Hastily and downwind of the pair, he rose a call for nearby wolves.  It came instinctually, almost boldly as he felt back into a lingering habit.  There was no guarantee someone would answer him, even less guarantee they would answer the call of a newer pack-mate.  But the message was clear enough, crisp on the sunny late winter day, speaking of the meal they could have if they'd only rally together.  As the call faded away, the Ostrega turned his keen focus back to the obscured shapes of the duo as they tried to plod a safe pathway downward.

From his slanted rocky perch, he could not help but salivate at the thought.

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