For some reason the deer seemed to congregate in the misty woods despite the strong smell of wolf that resonated in the boughs. The beasts were always on edge, watching every movement and flinching at every sound yet they came back week after week. The Bend hadn't had much of a chance to do large hunts since Triell's injury and the pups being born as most of the adults were tied up with child rearing. It had made the creatures more confident, that and the fall season had made them a little careless. It was a mistake that they would pay for today.
Aponi had spent the morning watching them from the shadows, her silver coat blending into the fog around her and the blue eyes hidden away unless you knew they were there. They had taken to grazing near the Coulee which would make an easy trap for them, either they could be herded into the waiting jaws of an ambush or fall down the slope to their death. Either one of them was fine with the mother who once confident there were a few slackers within the heard had slipped away silently and headed back towards the pack.
Taking care to go to the furthest end of the borders so as to not spook the herd when she called Aponi slowed when she reached her mark. Raising her muzzle to the sky she sounded the alert, it was time for the hounds to feed.