by Thymara Younglight on February 2nd, 2016, 1:17 am
Thymara nudged her mount forward toward the deer and nodded in approval at the relatively clean kill. "Thanks for letting me take the shot, this will feed many, and especially in winter, that can't be taken for granted." She smirked a bit at the dog's furiously wagging tail, then glanced over at Ermir. "We should head back soon if we want this to stay fresh and keep from attracting scavengers, but if there's anything else in the area, I think we have enough time to hunt a little more." Her gaze swiftly switched from Ermir's face to scanning the grass for more disturbances, and her eyes caught a small, quivering patch of grass.