Emberwood No one's here? Good.

Spring took a step back as the deer dropped dead to the ground.  Her legs bucked beneath her, and she laid down, with a tired pant.  She was fine medically, besides some bruises from the kick, still... that hunt had been very energy draining for the three year old.  Spring forced herself back up onto her paws once more, eyeing the three fallen.  This would probably take several trips...

“Let’s all take the big one back first.”  Spring offered in a pretty neutral tone.  “We can come back for the two little ones.”  The brown furred female then added.  She said this because, the doe carried the most meat, being fully grown.  It would be best to take this one to the nearest cache first, in case their were any scavengers about.  They could always head straight back for the two babies anyways.