They'd doubled back to keep good on their word to V-Onyx-Three, eventually- all their items strapped to their back in their odd net-like sack and straps, shard of their chrysalis affixed to a new wood handle and several stone tipped spears added to the assortment of confusing shapes they carry. One arm bears their metal bracer from the Blacksmith, and they tap out rhythms on it as they walk and walk and talk with V-Onyx-Three and their terrifying guardian.

The Sentinel. A gembound of few words, but blunt action, they would like someone who was quiet like this, if they didn't feel like they were being judged every moment they stood near the other.

"So, this tunnel has been a bit of a trek," They finally say, gesturing at the jutting and chaotically frozen walls of stone and ice of Tunnel M, which itself seems to never be flat in any direction but straight up and down. "But, from what I've been able to check, those weird naked deer who try to fight you and the friendlier, fuzzier deer from the ice room are here, so we have equal odds of finding them and tracking them down. You doing okay, Onyx-Three?"



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When I think

One ear angles in Sentinel's direction, keeping half a braincell on the canine-like Other.

"Well, I figure a Wooly Deer will be the easiest to target. Less likely to cause injury if we corner it, and the pelt can be useful for you guys after we dry and clean it." A shrug, and using their wings like a second set of arms, they clamber up to perch on a pinched peak of stone and ice, talons scoring deep in the slippery stone. "They move in groups, some have young- don't target the smallest ones. Let them live, they'll grow up and have more deer. Same with any of them with no horns that maintain the babies. If we find a group that's mostly ones with horns, then we're fine. Target ones with horns first. Do you... hunt with claw? Or would you like to use magic. Or a spear?"

As they set their rules, and ask their questions of Onyx-Three, they scan the cave, keeping their voice low to avoid echoes and try and pick out the sounds or sight of anything living in the caves.

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When I think

Ears and head swiveling to try and see what Onyx-Three is calling out, movement catching their eye, they consider for a moment.

Single, so decent target, but those are fast. It gets a long stretch it's getting away, claws in stone.
After considering, they nod. "You can try. Those are fast and aggressive, and they will kick. If you use teeth and claws, try and aim for the throat and get away from it's hooves. If you want, I have a spare spear to lend... but if you feel more comfortable bare clawed, go for it. Try and get in front of it, if it gets started we aren't catching it. Not a high enough ceiling for me to stoop at it and break it's back with my feet." Saying as much of their though process as they can aloud for Onyx-Three's sake, they consider the see and decide to... not address the possibility that they could honestly possibly snag the deer with their magic or a rope trap. This is active hunting, not trapping.

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When I think

Renasci had indeed kept along- moving carefully with taloned feet and gliding where they could to interrupt their step pattern.

They're leaving this first attempt to Onyx-Three, just to see if they hunt weaponless how Ren does. The other had mentioned teeth so, they were curious. They just hope that their nod to the check in is as comforting as they hope it is, what with their ears and crest flared out to catch sound.

The harpy is behind, hoping that even if Onyx-Two spooks the deer, they'll have a chance to snag it when it comes their way.

And by all their feathers they hope it comes their way, and doesn't kick and fight.

If that happens, this deer won't be good for eating after their spells.


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When I think