Two Rivers Isle the art of survival

Would love anyone to jump in but would love to meet a Kingslend member for neighborly fun!

Tuktu Hinterlands went generally undisturbed. The paw traffic in this region wasn’t as heavy as that in other territories such as Great Bear Wilderness, which offered a considerable advantage of tracking prey in these areas as prey fled to land where they went untroubled. There was much of Tuktu the Mackenzie had not explored yet and so would spend the next several weeks meandering through the more mutual areas of Tuktu. Zsuzsa was aware there was a resident pack, Kingslend, tucked away in the corner of the Hinterland. Currently, both packs seemed to be quite mindful of one another of not misstepping in the official or unofficial territory of each.
 
Making way to Two Rivers Isle on this day, there was a considerable amount of deer present in this area. Most would dash out to Heron Lake Plateau to drink and graze in the grasses along there, only to retreat back into Two Rivers or Grouse Thicket for cover. Zsuzsa was sniffing around at tracks she picked up, not in a rush to follow a trail of them, but alert on seeing what she was being led to. She had been gaining the confidence in hunting larger game and was on a particular path of following a male and female deer pair that were quite sizable. Obviously not able to take down both, she quietly strategized how to at least take down one.