At the sight of Kerberos he was hopeful he had. Sure enough his tail seemed to move with anticipation. Renier's own gave a couple beats to the air, a half smile ghosting his lips. "That's fine by me." Hunting always took some form of effort, and at least now they had a trail to follow. Renier didn't mind bringing up the rear as they followed after.
As the scent grew stronger, with it his eagerness for the chase. It would be a nice surprise to bring deer meat back to the Ridge again. Prove once more he was doing all he could for it. His gold eyes caught the little herd ahead. He halted beside Kerb, an ear turned upon the loner to listen. He didn't mind making the choice. Quickly assessed the herd. They all seemed in good health, and all about the same size but one. "Think that smaller doe must be a yearling or so. Let's try for it." He kept his voice low, waiting for the other to catch on. It would be their best choice, as at least for now there seemed to be no buck. Since they'd never hunted before he wanted to know exactly what they were going to do. "I was thinking we'll just have to catch up, chase and attack together..." But, if his hunting companion wasn't confident, they'd try another way.