If the cookies had bee too anonymous they wouldn't have been much of a thank you, so Tal had pretended not to notice just what Sah was snacking on that morning - though he'd worn a bit of a smug smirk himself due to his terrible poker face.
But fun and games and pranks and play-fighting had no place on the hunt. Tal might not have been a hunter by trade, but like most Halovians he'd hunted enough smaller game to supplement their Deepfrost stores to know when to take things seriously. He followed Sah's lead, letting his senses ride Boreal's sharper eyes and hearing as he ghosted over the snow. When the other man gave the signal Tal went still, waiting for the hunter to take a position before creeping forward to press himself a nearby tree and peek around as well.
A luxere stag and two does were pawing through the thinner snow beneath the metallic trees, seeking some hint of green to strip. A gust of wind skirled through the woods from an unexpected angle, sending the branches into a lilting crash and clatter. The stag raised his head, snorting, as the errant breeze brought the scent of the wolves to his nose. Tal swore silently and Boreal responded by slinking around wide from the other direction, belly to the snow and her pale coloring blending eerily in as she began to make her way behind the little herd.
But fun and games and pranks and play-fighting had no place on the hunt. Tal might not have been a hunter by trade, but like most Halovians he'd hunted enough smaller game to supplement their Deepfrost stores to know when to take things seriously. He followed Sah's lead, letting his senses ride Boreal's sharper eyes and hearing as he ghosted over the snow. When the other man gave the signal Tal went still, waiting for the hunter to take a position before creeping forward to press himself a nearby tree and peek around as well.
A luxere stag and two does were pawing through the thinner snow beneath the metallic trees, seeking some hint of green to strip. A gust of wind skirled through the woods from an unexpected angle, sending the branches into a lilting crash and clatter. The stag raised his head, snorting, as the errant breeze brought the scent of the wolves to his nose. Tal swore silently and Boreal responded by slinking around wide from the other direction, belly to the snow and her pale coloring blending eerily in as she began to make her way behind the little herd.
