A hunt a day keeps the competition at bay

Mæva grinned as Mortis said he was thinking of hunting to. Perfect! As a duo they'd have much better luck than hunting solo. "I like to hunt everything really, though I'm still learning. I've seen signs of deer here in the Orchard and I'm hoping to catch one. There was a trail that lays this way." She stalked a short ways into a row of apple trees, eyes scanning the territory. It was a bit harder to see the deer trail with the dusting of snow but as luck would have it she did find some deer droppings.

She sniffed them lightly. "This seems fresh enough… they must be farther into the Orchard." She started following the trail, stopping now and then until they reached the edge of a clearing where a number of trees had be felled in the volcano. They stood, stark and black but amongst them could be seen a number of golden grasses that must've come up in the summer. Grazing upon them was a small herd of white tail deer. There was a male and a few females. In particular she noticed that one doe was licking her nostrils a lot, pulling large strings of snot out. Mæva gestured to her and whispered. "That one looks sick, want to try for that one?"