Join the Hunt

He felt out of his element, very much unaware of how things worked in a group hunt. It all seemed simple enough, but then again it seemed difficult. When he hunted alone he knew every move he would make far before he made it. But how was he to know what Chrysanthe would do, or Ashtoreth, or Thane? Even if he could keep his eyes on one - or possibly two - of them, there was no way he could predict with any sort of certainty the right maneuver to take. Leon would dip his head respectfully as the male offered him a return congratulations. Tail would sway in rhythm with his beating heart as Chrysanthe urged them on. It would not bode well to lose the deer. As Chrysanthe moved to head in the direction of the deer, Leon followed suit, finding some comfort in mirroring the actions of his cousin. She seemed to know what she was doing, didn't she?

The party moved off, falling almost naturally into their lateral line. Leon found himself to the left of Ashtoreth and Chrysanthe, the smaller hunter slipping in between he and his cousin. It didn't bother the warrior in the slightest, as he would treasure her company always. They were silent, and Leon found a regular pacing rhythm so that he kept up with the group, neither ahead or behind them. His tail stiffened behind him and his crown fell into line with his spine as he mentally prepared himself for whatever he'd have to do in this hunt. The four of them could easily take down a single deer, perhaps even two. He wondered who would strike first, who would follow suit, and every sort of detail like that.

The telltale scent of deer slipped over his nostrils and instantly the fur on the back of his neck stood on end. Body continued to fluidly move forward, eyes and ears focusing for any sign of movement. Hyper-vigilant, his senses also sought for any movement of the hunting party. If one struck out, Leon would follow. He did not want to make a mistake his first time out with a group.

"speeeeech"