I spoke to god today

Silence fell around them. The birds seemingly growing silent within the branches of the trees around the pair. Navigating was something he honed in on since a child, something he truly did enjoy to say the least. He however known that his sister known what she was doing, and it woould help her in the long run especially with tracking. There was always reason in Atticus's movements and plans. Watching her move towards her spot, hidden although barely.

His eyes now trained on the buck ahead of them. He stayed close by to were he was, lowering against the ground. Ears laced tight against his cranium. He would pause and advance ever so delicately. Percision was a thing that they needed, especially with how large they were. He fell silent as the bucks leg rose and fell to the floor, causing a gentle but effective warning sound.

Atticus's mouth watered with hunger, as the male would wait for Enyo to go in for the kill first. He did enjoy watching her hunt, it was a game of cat and mouse. A skill she had learned from failed and successful hunts since she was old enough. A twitch of his ear as the buck was weary but fell to grazing once more.