oh deer

Skadi was on the trail of a wounded deer. She'd crossed paths with it in the Range purely by chance and honestly not thought anything of it until the weird way it was moving caught her attention. Deer weren't exactly the sort of thing one took down alone, so had it not been the noticeable hitch in the beast's steps Skadi would have ignored it. Now? Seeing that? Now she needed to know more.

With Skugge and Ivar flying overhead Skadi trotted after the wounded deer. She moved at a slow but steady pace as she was content to make the deer do all the work. It could wear itself out while she tried to come up with a game plan. Even wounded, unless she ran it just about to death, it was unwise for her to take it on alone. That was a good way to get kicked in the head. So what was a hungry girl to do?

She was just about ready to call Skugge down to brainstorm when her brother's scent caught her attention. She brightened visibly. Skadi was willing to bet that if she asked nicely she could get her brother to hunt with her. Hopeful now, she barked for him. It didn't matter if the deer heard her; it already knew she was after it.