Filling the Larder [Hunt!]

Red was the next – and last – to arrive, and like Cairo, it seemed Ardyn’s father was willing to give the heir the lead in the hunt. Cairo grinned briefly at the sabered Heart before turning his attention to Ardyn, ears pressing forward as the fiery dark boy laid it all out.

Cai nodded slightly, glancing to Aslaug to check in with her before glancing to Red. It was a sound plan; it would take a bit of work to keep the doe from bolting into the next continent, but what hunt wasn’t work to begin with?

When Ardyn rose to lead the way, Cairo waited to drop third into line, tail swaying thoughtfully at his hocks as he considered the best ways to prevent the doe from bolting beyond all retrieval. The best bet would be to lame her enough that she’d be unable to escape very far.

”Aslaug, as you’re smaller and quicker, I’d like you to attempt at laming the doe so she can’t go too far or maneuver as well. If you manage that, we should be able to corral her… there’s a little knoll with a sheer drop on one side by that stream that a healthy deer can jump up but a deer whose back legs are mangled won’t be able to jump, and it’s curved around. If we can trap her there, she should hold until Ardyn and his father have the fawn downed.”

He spoke loudly enough for Ardyn to hear, and watched the boy, catching the heir’s glance back and grinning nod, returning the grin with a wave of his bi-chocolate tail.

“On your mark, we’ll go, Ardyn.”

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