Hunting. Chaos-Two loved and hated it. They loved it because it was almost fun and got them food, but hated it because they needed to be stealthy to catch anything, and stealth wasn't their forte. They didn't even look like a predator!

But they would hunt, they would catch something, and they would eat.

The deer didn't see them coming. They'd swiftly disappeared into the shadows and gotten downwind of the herd, able to move unseen as they grazed. It was nearly as simple as walking up to one and driving their spear deep, and then they finished it off as the rest of the herd fled.

Chaos-Two looked down at the deer and noted similarities between them. They had similar facial shapes, noses, and of course the hooves. Not to mention their tawny pelt. Were they part deer? They'd never actually questioned it before. Perhaps they ought to ask Vargas- no. Vargas wouldn't know or care.

They'd have to find out for themselves.