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She'd chased a doe from the packlands, not expecting a successful hunt but rather, a game to test her skill. She'd herded the ragged doe over rocks, through creeks and woods, until she'd become completely unraptured in her game. It was only when she reached the Cuesta that she allowed the stag to flee, feeling a little bad about having run it so far and considering taking it back the way she'd come. She really ought to, but was distracted by the sight of a tiny bird perched upon a boulder, allowing the stag to make its way to the other side of the meadow.