Kick Up The Dust

Ears twitching, Tarnish turned at the sound of rustling grass to see a pretty yearling headed his way. She seemed quite friendly and he was immediately struck with the idea of a team-up. If there were two of them then he'd have a much better chance of a successful hunt. Besides, it wasn't like he could drag the whole carcass back or eat the whole thing himself. He grinned. "Hey there, I'm trying to hunt one of those pronghorn deer things. You want to help? I'll split the kill with you 50/50. Especially if you have some idea of how to do this. My companion says they're very fast. He says I could never catch one." Well Tarnish was about to show his deer crow companion exactly what he could do with a little help. That was of course if the girl agreed, but what else would she be doing out here anyway if not to hunt?