Sunbeam Lair We all gaze at the stars

Next round will begin on March 1st.
According to the dice roll, Ezimette will be the one to pick up on the most recent scent of the deer. Congrats! c:

The air was charged with excitement, the soft crackling of metaphorical electricity practically audible. She was glad her idea had been accepted, and that the present members appeared eager to partake in the hunt. It would be their first one together as a whole, and that thought alone was enough to put her nerves on edge. No matter, the young girl did not allow for her anxieties to be seen, swallowing them down as if they were nothing more than a sweet dollop of honey. Her own expression was permitted to hold nothing other than excitement, a display of her positive emotions towards the activity. They would succeed, she was certain of it, and then they would be rewarded greatly for their efforts. It was a notion she felt confident enough to put her faith in, weakening the hold her earlier weariness had had on her.

Asterr had been expecting the others to be curious of what they would be hunting, but for the pallid woman to ask had caught her slightly off guard. "Deer," came her answer. "A stag, to be more precise. I had noticed him upon my reentry into the territory, and followed the creature until it was a decent ways from our borders. I am sure it is searching for a place to hide away in after having heard my call, but I do not doubt our capability to locate and kill him." She offered each of them another glance, ensuring her words had not been missed by any. A part of her wished to wait for more to join them, but the risk was too great. The sooner they set off, the sooner the cervine could be tracked and cornered. Thus, it was with a gentle, "We should begin," that she'd then begun moving, her senses alive and focused on one thing: find the stag's scent.