Wild Berry Meadow Her light is diminished

He, too, found her name peculiar, as he hadn't a clue what it meant. It was probably foreign, he postulated, disappointed that it didn't sound as appealing as she looked. Ah well, you couldn't have everything. Black Hat didn't comment on it, and he was relieved she didn't ask about his.

Seeing that Radar would follow his plan, he went back to tracking. The duo moved in silence until he finally spotted it: there laid the fawn, curled up in a little spotted ball on a bed of grass. He scanned the surroundings. Finding no sign of the mother, he gestured with his snout for Radar to move in. Meanwhile, he circled around to further cut off its options of escape.