Ravensblood Forest And if you long to never die

His suggestion is intriguing: one and half deer would be plenty of food, and there would be some left over to store in his cache, which would help his pack. She was all for that. She smiled, her tail wagging slightly behind her. Sounds good to me, she answered. She was in a good mood this morning, and there wasn't much that could ruin it.  

She looked around and then back up to him. Lead the way, she added, eager to get things started. He knew the territory, so it would be faster and easier for him to start leading them in the right direction. Eventually, the scent of deer would be undeniable, but until then, she would have to rely on his memory and how well he knew the forest and its inhabitants.