Stone Soup

Spring had come at last, and with it, the prey was slowly returning. Acere was hot on the trail of a small herd of deer that had likely gotten lost on their way south. Since he had been patrolling nearby, he decided to track them down and not let the opportunity for food pass him by. His foxes had gone ahead to see if they could pinpoint where they were while he followed behind, keeping a bit of distance in the event they spotted him before he spotted them. The past winter season had been pretty harsh on them, but they managed to survive it and thus, he had waited to raid, too. He wasn't about to send his warriors in weak and hungry. But now that the blizzards were gone and resources were slowly returning, it was about that time, he thought. Hopefully if he was successful in this hunt, then perhaps the rest of the season would be just as fruitful. With that in mind, he hunkered closer to the ground and stalked after his prey.