such a dall sheep

Despite his silence it seems the young wolf has enough sense to follow what Ysmir communicates to him. Not that following a glance and a gesture were too difficult, but still. The boy nodded in understanding, speaking without words was invaluable when hunting, and the two of them made their way closer to the flock. The boy also had the same thought that Ysmir did. A young animal, or perhaps an older ewe, he would say as much in a hushed whisper as they reached their vantage point.

Better to decide a target first, then attack. Those who chased two rabbits caught none. His gaze followed that of the boy’s to where a ewe and lamb were away from the flock. Usually that meant there was something going on with the ewe. If they caught her, they would essentially catch the lamb. Ysmir gave a swift nod, and they would begin.

Ysmir left their cover with a swiftness that didn’t look like he could possess. He slunk low to the ground until he was spotted by another of the flock. All of the sheep took flight, but Ysmir was already between the ewe and the rest of the sheep. She had nowhere to go.