Lets Fill Our Stomachs!
05-16-2014, 06:17 AM
Qanik listened to the new new plan, nodding agreement when she was tasked to take the right of the deer with Dayton and Blizzard. She turned and lead the way toward the herd, her steps silent but sure now that she knew exactly where she was going. The herd was right where she left them, still undisturbed and unknowing of the danger they were in. Ritsuka came to a halt a good distance back, where they still had a decent view of the whole herd, and asked her to point out the sight-impaired doe. The white female took a moment to sweep her gaze over the herd, finally pinpointing the doe she'd seen earlier. "There, on the far left of the herd and towards us," she whispered back, gesturing. "She's on the very outskirts and keeps being pushed away by the younger does... there, see?" A young doe, probably a second year doe, had charged the elderly doe, shoving her further away from the rest before going back to eating daintily. "They know her disability makes her a threat to the herd," she whispered, speaking now for all the younger members who many not have much experience with prey behavior. "Attracts predators." She gave them a toothy grin, because that was indeed what was happening. "So they want her as far away as possible to protect themselves." She cocked her head to the side, waiting to see if Ritsuka could find the doe in the herd, waiting for the order to head out. Speech, |