Emberwood No one's here? Good.

Grace jumped away as the deer fell, stumbling and tripping over her paws to land on the earth roughly. She cursed silently to herself, pushing herself to her paws with a decent amount of effort. Still panting, she glanced back over at Spring and Laika nervously before grabbing one of the legs and starting to yank. She'd never hunted as a group, or taken back anything as big as deer. She was more of a small prey hunter, things she could easily carry alone or things that didn't hinder her already poor mobile skills. With help, however, she should be able to do it, not ready for the soreness she'd be experiencing later. Her golden eyes shone with determination, even if her leg was already aching from the hunt. After they were done, she decided, she would go off into the woods and relax on her own, to think about her day and what she could have done better.