Whitefish River "brew glory,"

Rue was not surprised in the least to be nominated as a chaser in Liri's plan. What did surprise her was Liri's use of her nickname, which Rue typically only used for herself inside her own head. She certainly didn't mind Liri using the shortened version of her name-- in fact, she found that she rather liked it. Perhaps she would encourage other packmates to call her by "Rue" instead of "Ruenna." 

Kavik agreed with Liri's plan, turning to Rue with a nod. The girl nodded in return before departing to begin her approach. She sank down into the grasses and slunk forward, and the pale hues of her pelt quickly obscured her from view as she wound through the yellowing plains grasses. Rue took her time to circle around the heard, knowing that it was a delicate task. It would not do to alert the herd too quickly and risk sending it stampeding away. 

Once reaching the side of the herd opposite Liri and Kavik, Rue sized up the angle in preparation for her charge. With a bark to signal the other hunters, Rue dashed toward the herd, eyes locked on the target buck. She knew that once all of the deer were fleeing, it would be near-impossible to relocate the target if she were to lose him in the chaos. 

Rue drew up to the buck easily, shouldering its path toward Liri and Kavik like a champion herding dog. The rest of the deer fled in the opposite direction, which was fortunate for the hunters; at least they wouldn't have to tangle with a stampede while attempting to take down their prize. Rue had lost sight of Kavik and Liri's location, but she trusted that they were close and would leap to her aid at any moment.