Cricket Creek Bog The world don't speak for us

This was a mess.  She caught Maia's fall out of the corner of her eye, and she saw Colt trying but failing to separate the deer from the herd.  Wraen was lagging behind, and apparently she was the only one who was going to be doing any good on this.  It was her first time leading a hunt, and even if they were short on numbers and ability, she wasn't about to let it end without a kill.

They'd just have to try and slow it down.

Just keep chasing it! she yelled as she sprinted forward to take a snap at one of the doe's hind legs.  It was old and while the herd still had some steam, it was maybe starting to lag.  They could outlast it.

Her teeth missed, but she didn't let it deter her.  She dropped back again, out of range, ready for a dogged chase.

going to prob do one or two more rounds! To see if they get it or not.