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Lucia followed Shawchert’s lead, taking off again into the forest without hesitation. All of her senses were kept sharp, each of them eagerly searching for a sign of any nearby prey. Hopefully the duo wouldn’t have to search for very long, but with the constant wandering of the herds that passed through their territory, it was hard to know for certain. However, it wasn’t long before her leaders seemed to catch the scent of what they were looking for, and she followed him closely. She nodded in silence once he came to a halt and pointed out the small herd to her.
Without a word, the Marino girl took off again. Her aim now was to circle around to the other side of the herd and scope them out further. Lucia’s paws took her through the trees in silence, and within moments she had arrived at the other side of the gathered herd. She glanced over their numbers from where she was crouched behind the tree line. There was a fair number of the deer gathered, most of them looking quite healthy. There was a smaller one that lingered a little too close to the fringe of the herd, grazing idly. Lucia watched and waited for another nearby deer to wander just a little farther off from the one she had targeted.
Finally, she found her moment to strike. She slinked forward in silence at first, but the herd was quick to catch on and began to run. Lucia then broke out into a run, veering her course toward the smaller one. It tried to follow after the rest of the herd, but Lucia was quick to position herself between it and them, forcing the small deer to double back and dart for the other side of the tree line, a short distance from where Shawchert had stopped to wait.