@, @, @@Derplight Sperkle,
"Perhaps that settles it then. I will go off and fetch our meal for the evening while you settle camp tonight." With that Sheera headed off into the woods on her own. She wanted to be fast however and swift so using her long legs she strode deeper into the forest barely making a sound. She had not gotten farther than at least a mile until she saw her prize. A young buck grazing in the open. Silently she hid in the shadows. Pulling out an arrow delicately from her pack and placing it upon the bow. Her eyes trained and fixed on the buck until swoosh, the release of the arrow. It was quick and painless. Sheera walked to the animal and bent downwards in prayer for the creature. Her kind always praised their fellow animals. To take a life without praying to it was just not right, especially when it came to hunting for a meal. Sheera sniffed the air around her. Something wasn't right with these woods. The woods should be brimming with more animals yet it was much to quite for her liking. This inventor must have done something to these woods to turn them dark. Quickly Sheera slung the carcass over her back and started heading back to the group.