Coran travelled close behind Ardyn, noting the direction of the wind as they walked, checking to make sure it would not give them away. Soon they slowed and Coran stalked forward through the brush to settle at his brother's side. Ahead of them was the old, injured stag. Blood seeped from a puncture wound on his shoulder. The stag was settled down in the leaf litter and seemed to be suffering from an infection as well. It would be a mercy to put it out of its suffering. He leaned toward Coran as his brother laid out the plan. Coran nodded with a grin. "Can do."
Cooperative
