Dragoncrest Cliffs footwork

Like a shadow, she followed along, close to Haunt's flank. Perhaps not quite as closely as she might have followed Valravn, whose hocks she had tripped over on occasion on account of following too closely- but no more than a foot away at more regardless. It was simply a habit which had never been discouraged, and she liked being close to others when she travelled. 

Their pace slowed when they neared the ravine, and she attentively copied Haunt's behavior, slinking forward as quietly as possible when she could see the deer there, grazing. Her breath caught and she froze when Haunt's voice dropped off, but she was quick to follow her pale companion when she pointed out a place for them to hunker down together and observe. She slid in next to Haunt's side and wet her lips and nose with her tongue. 

She panted lightly as she observed the herd, trying to recall what it was Haunt had told her earlier, and began to search the small group of deer to see if she could spot which ones were pregnant.