google don't question my search about deer behavior please
tethys
07-13-2024, 01:14 PM
Given that she wasn't necessarily the most skilled fighter in the Armada, lately Tethys found herself leaning more toward hunting. Not that she was the most proficient hunter ever, either, but hunting prey seemed a lot more forgiving than fighter other wolves - wolves she hardly understood in the first place. At least the cycle of life and death that hunting helped work through made a lot more sense to her. Contributing to the pack she'd been raised in and her family resided in was important to her, even if she didn't always know how to show it. At least providing for them was a tangible way to do just that. The world seemed quieter than usual today and she was careful to not disrupt the tranquility. Her own tail gave a few soft thumps in response to Wilder's greeting, quietly tickled that he seemed pleased to see her. Maybe that was one of the things she liked most about him, that he didn't seem terribly hard for her to read. His gaze shifted and her orange one followed, noting the small group of older deer that he had his eye on. She nodded easy agreement. "That sounds doable," the galaxy-pelted woman agreed. The younger ones would probably spook easily enough to send at least a couple of them scattering, and then they could find the easiest target of the older few. "Lead the way," she offered, raising a brow as she studied him. She'd never had an issue letting others lead, especially when the idea was theirs to begin with. Surely he wouldn't mind? |
