She moved quietly, pausing now and then to listen to be sure there was no buck nearby. Since returning and getting back into gear the young hunter found that this part of pack territory had some vary interesting finds. It was full of prey, but they were like a hidden treasure. This must not have been touched by loners often and it seemed like it was a fantastic find. Regulus had made a great decision here. It seemed the creatures found this damper place to be a safe haven and it even seemed that the bucks here were much bigger and thrived better. Despite the lack of sunshine it seemed the creatures here didn't mind it at all.
She was focused trying to find the best spots for the pack hunt. She was thinking the Moore would be their best shot and with the damp territory it would be easier to hide their scent from prey. She was sure it would be a great hunt area. Her only problem would be how to avoid the rutting bucks. They would be tailing the does like crazy, so would it be best to pick another large game animal? Nothing was more common then the whitetailed deer so what else do they hunt? It was a conflicting decision.
Being so focused on her task she hadn't heard his approach, nor did she jump as he spoke. She had to admit though it did prickle her fur a bit since she wasn't expecting it, but she had to remain quiet.
"Good, but the Buck are hot in rut. It's gonna be difficult to get a proper hunt going without the worry of trouble," she replied quietly. "In fact it seems the buck here are a lot bigger then on the plains."
