Lost in the crowd

Surreal listened to Varda's answer, nodding quietly in approval as she watched the herd graze, the calves retreating to their mothers for a healthy lunch of milk. They would be sleepy after such a meal. "Good. Start from behind, nip a few heels to start a run, pick the sickest of the lagging members." A pack Celestial's small size could eat for a good while on an adult elk. Her mimsatched eyes swept the herd, finding the injured cow, before trailing along to seek out the dull eyed souls lipping listlessly at the grass with little interest.

"When can we expect a pack hunt?" Her eyes flicked back to Varda, ears perking slightly. "We will need one at some point." Her eyes returned to the herd, but her ear remained trained on the Destruction, awaiting an answer. Hopefully, soon would be the answer. Her haunches canted to on side, and her hind legs relaxed, stretching out as she lounged, still watching the herd, taking a count of animals.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think