If My Nose Was Running Money, Honey I'd Blow It All On You [G]

Brandr flinched, he hadn't meant to startle the other. He felt they'd have better luck joining forces then hunting separately or accidentally against each other. The older man seemed irritated but Brandr was not daunted and waited patiently to see if the other might agree to his offer. If not Brandr would simply go about his day but it would be difficult for them both to prey on the same herd if they were not coordinating with each other and he was far too stubborn to hunt elsewhere. Oh he hoped, he hoped the other would agree!

Brandr watched intently as the man looked to the herd then back to him and nodded. Brandr grinned. Excellent. The man would step back indicating for him to take the lead and Brandr felt a stirring of nerves in his stomach. He only hoped this would go as well as the hunt with Kai and he turned to gaze out into the herd. Eyes drifting from deer to deer. It would be easiest to determine weakness once they got the animals to run but given the time of year their best bet would be to target one of the young. The mule deer would have calved some time in the spring so the season-old offspring would make for easy pickings.

Quietly, carefully Brandr gestured toward a pair of fawns playing off to the right of the herd, skipping and jumping about. When he had hunted with Kai in the brambles they had to utilize a different strategy than his preferred method of hunting for the deer could easily slip away into the thicket. Out here in this meadow, this great valley, they could hunt the old-fashioned way and run their prey down. However, it wouldn't do for the prey to get to much of a head-start or they'd lose them for sure. Carefully, Brandr began to slink forward toward the right portion of the herd where the fawns were still engaged in play. Once they had them running the weakest would fall behind and that would be the target.