Broken Antler Fen Open Season

The hunt started and Odie watched from a distance with wide interested eyes, soon enough though her attention was diverted as Brandy spoke, telling her that she was fine.  For a few moments Odie studied Brandy not to sure that she was really telling the truth, but finally Odette gave in and just gave Brandy a simple nod of her head.  "I'm glad to hear that."  Odie verbalized, although a sliver of unsurness wormed it's way into Odie's tone.  Then her gaze flickered back to the hunt, trying to take it all in.  It looked so... Odie couldn't really even describe the feeling, but the closest that she could describe it was amazing.

As soon as Pearl dashed off, barking and yowling, Odie first found herself startled, giving a little jump backwards, but soon enough she found herself excited.  Her tail began to wag like mad and she felt desperatly like joining in.  It was like nothing Odette had ever seen before as she watched Pearl spoking the moose.  Harshly nipping it's heel and sides, all the while avoiding the kicks.  In a way it looked like a dance.  It was beautiful in its own strange way.