Hideaway Strath Firestorm

Kyn is nodding eagerly at her plan, not really to worried about it. He has confidence in bagging a deer easily. “Nice.” He says casually, so carefree with mock disinterest even though it’s clear he was listening the whole time. His shining orbs come to look at Nyra glistening with mirth. 

Then he’s craning his neck back as he feels a presence behind them and smiles at the sight that meets him. “Whrist, dear. Happy you could join us.” He hums easily. “Not sure if you heard the plan or not, but just follow our lead. I know you know how to hunt after all.” He jests suggestively with a wink. Referencing the first time they met. 

He takes a few steps towards the herd, “Let’s go, ladies.” Id all he says before putting the plan into action.

He would slink closer to the rear of the herd in an attempt to separate their kill whereas Nyra or Whrist could do the same on the opposite side.