another year goes by

She gave a sly look to the young Theory as she warned her about not getting caught herself, but she was thoroughly satisfied when Brandr assigned her the antlers. She perked visibly but kept her attention on their leader.

Twig’s eyes followed the other members of the hunting party as they shifted. Her attention was brought to the coyotes before them. Her white brows knit, but it seemed even they couldn’t mess this up. Brandr only thought a moment as he reformulated his plan. He gave each party their instructions, and hers were to keep the herd moving, and their target away from the main group. She nodded, both in respect to him for the rather good plan for how few of them there were and all the obstacles they faced. Also to let him know she understood, and was ready to take on her role.

She moved when he moved, diving into the grace with grace the two wolves nearly disappeared. Twig had a bit of white on her, but she was short enough to disappear in the grass. She mostly followed Brandr by sound, and when he exploded from the bush so did she. Everything was chaos when she emerged, dirt was thrown into the air and the sound of thundering hooves nearly drowned out the alarming cries and calls.

The Memoire girl did her best to keep her head and her eyes on the target, he did indeed stumble, and Twig went flying past him as she aimed to position herself between him and the herd. The healthy animals surged forward, and Twig did her best to forced him closer to the river.