Hunted By Shadows

The pair of women dug together, pushing dirt out of the pit on either side. Soon it was deep enough for what they needed. Dark ears turned, catching the grey fae's voice. The question brought a contemplative hum from Pitch as she looked towards the trails of dark earth. "I suppose if we covered with with branches and plants to hide how dark they are against the light of the grass." A nod was given before Pitch leaped out of the hole.

The gilded fae began collecting branches and shrubbery, covering the trails of dirt and creating a natural chute in the land. It would help keep the deer in line just as the other woman had suggested. Pitch cast her fishing net over the top of the pit and scattered leaves and grass on top. It would keep the deer from seeing the dark earth and avoiding the trap. Pitch turned to the other woman, ears shifting forward. "Are you ready?"

"Pitch"