Search and destroy

Alaric's head moved from the ground to the even level with his shoulders. He smelt a familiar scent again. The woman was back. He turned his head to see her, dipped his head in a greeting. "There's a pronghorn nearby." He voice was low and calculating. "We'll need some sort of trap to lure one into." He told her, thinking for a brief moment. "One of us could ambush the pronghorn and catch it, while the rest of us herd it towards the one in waiting." He thought out loud, his gaze gauging how well the plan went over in Enyo's mind. "Unless you have anything you want to add in?" He asked out of courtesy. He waited for her to respond. Maul and Cinder stood, ready for their tasks. Their tails in the air and wagging as they waited for commands from their companion.