over the cliff we go

Sure enough, their efforts to search for prey had some success. Before long, the boys’ even pace towards the line of trees further inland gave them some clue as to what prey was there. The scent of deer hit Usagi’s nose before he saw them, the musky stench hitting his nostrils with a slight crinkle of his nose. Well, it made good prey nonetheless. Kuroo chuffed to him to indicate the sight of the herd near them, and the koi-splotched wolf dropped lower to the ground. As his brother created a wide arc aroynd the herd, the two of them observed in hopes of a wandering deer that’d be stupid enough to get closer to the cliff’s edge. Sure enough, a few minutes passed and a bulky buck meadered a ways from the herd - young, and naïve by the looks of it. It wandered a ways away perhaps in search of some more tantalizing grass, like the ones cropping up on the ledge of the cliff. When it had gotten a few paces from the herd, heading in the direction of the cliff, Usagi sprang into action, sprinting fast and low like a scarlet and charcoal phantom. He gave a wide enough berth for Kuroo to help chase it in the direction of their tripwire, and Usagi snapped at the herbivore’s heel as it brayed, panicked, beginning to lope somewhat in the right direction but also weaving, trying to slip from the male’s determined grasp. "Kuroo, help me chase it to the edge!" He called out, blocking the deer’s way the way a herding dog would try to block a wayward calf.

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