Lost Creek Hollow We're on fire

When it seemed apparent that her hunting partners were ready, Freyja nodded and turned to them with a nod. “Let’s do this,” she said through a determined smile. Without another word, the child turned to stalk towards the hill. She did not look back to see whether or not Wildfire was following and, instead, quietly lead the way. Once she had settled, and Wildfire joined her side, the hunt began.

It all happened in a flash-- from the initial dismount from their hill-side sanctuary to the final blow which had been delivered by Freyja. A flurry of claws, fur, and hooves occurred. Wildfire did her best in helping Freyja drive away the deer that had been selected as they prey and soon enough the pair drove it to Gavriel. The Gona was quick to strike it down and with Wildfire’s help, the pair made sure that Freyja was able to make the final blow.

After they had all taken their fill, the trio worked on breaking down the body so that they could carry the rest home for both themselves and for the pack’s cache.