Heron Lake Plateau Ma'am... Some other sunset

Niamh was pleased to see both Colt and Elwood show up- they had to be capable hunters, simply from experience more than anything. Colt had travelled on his own a lot, from what she understood, and Elwood had to take care of a pregnant mate every year, and Quixote- well, he just had the look of a hunter. He’d already singled out a buck, and Niamh’s eyes were naturally drawn toward it.

He suggested splitting up the herd and she nodded. She was quick on her feet, and would be able to scatter deer no problem. The less they could anticipate, the more they would panic and split up. Zig zagging would probably make them bunch together for security, but if four threats came at them like arrows, they’d split evenly into smaller portions. She made her decision, and headed beyond Quixote, sneaking with her body low to the ground to avoid being spotted before dropping to lay in wait.