Venison anyone?

Hattori sat quietly as the boy went to work, his brows furrowing slightly when he heard the rustling of grass. The scent of blood often travelled far on the wind and the Kaicho knew it was a very real possibility that their efforts might attract unwanted attention. He said nothing for the moment, letting Akito cut away at the deer, slicing skin, tearing sinew and starting to work at the meat beneath. He stood up then, ears rigid and eyes squinting as he looked at the trees beyond. His nose twitched, taking in the scents that were blowing in from upwind. The creature, whatever it was hadn't yet made its move and was staying put, having gotten as close as it wished to for now. Did it know it had been spotted?


"Careful, we have company."