Digging a hole to china

With the trap built and hidden, all that was left was to find a prey animal and lead it into it. Mitros wished they could lead a bear into it instead... but he was capable of patience. Tove then asked him to decide on a species to hunt and the yearling tipped his head in contemplation. He'd never killed a pronghorn before - which made it enticing - but he knew deer and had familiarity in hunting them. Erring and ahhing for a moment, eventually the blue boy made his decision. "Pronghorn!" He was able to distinguish two scents nearby and through process of elimination, determine which one was the appropriate target. Trotting off happily after the scent trail with the stranger at his heels, Mitros led them toward their feast-to-be.

Once they grew near, the young hunter drew into a tightly coiled crouch. He had no intention of spooking the animal and making it all his fault they could not take home a kill today. Glancing behind him to the woman, he gave a soft querying gesture toward the animals. He wanted her to be the one to run at them and initiate the chase - they'd hidden the trap so well, what if Mitros forgot where it was? If Tove could take on the hard part, Mitros could harass from the back and ensure they stayed where Tove wanted them and did not veer.

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