Barrow Fields the oblong box

With their instructions given and split into two teams, he understood perfectly what was to be done. He had been in this scenario many a time before. Split the target away from the safety of the group and drive it into a trap. Only, the exact same play write never went the same way twice.

While his Wealda and her team broke ahead after the buck, he hung back. Knowing not to charge running just yet. His eyes followed them and their prey. Then down to where the catch net should be. He combed his way over the area, searching for a suitable position in which to anchor himself. Settling on the left outer rim, he crouched, waiting for their moment.