Think About Your Life

Deer, he'd said? Good! He and Balthier could definitely take a deer by themselves, especially with his trip wire contraption. "Sounds good to me," Corvus grinned in approval as they readied themselves to start their hunt. He hoped the younger boy was enjoying his company even if nothing else - he didn't think he had the greatest advice in the whole world but he knew something and he hoped he could impart some wisdom on him anyway, however minor. And even if not? At least they were working on both of their hunting skills if nothing else, and hopefully bringing some food back to Abaven in the process.

He waited while Balthier tracked their prey here. It took quite awhile but he didn't mind. He scouted near the edge of the falls and noted the various scents that he came across, as well as the foliage that was trying to peek through as the cold that gripped the land slowly began to fade. He suspected prey were hardly having an easy time and while that meant smaller prey that would feed fewer, it also meant that a slightly scrawny deer might be easier for the two of them to take down.

After some time he heard the telltale signs of Balthier's return. First the hooves beating against the ground, and then a faint bark to signify the boy was pressing in on his prey. Corvus readied himself, pacing near the edge of the tripwire in case he needed to redirect the deer toward it if its path strayed, moving back toward the deer's approach. Fortunately Balthier did a good job of keeping the deer going his direction - and then suddenly everything happened at once, the deer barreling toward the wire and then stumbling. Corvus took the opportunity to strike, diving in fast and hard toward the deer as he aimed for its exposed throat, hoping Balthier would catch up and aid him.