There was that dangerous, delightful gleam in Ursalo's eyes, a low purr in his voice; if Ranuk hadn't returned and if Ursalo hadn't stepped a few feet away, Jera might have been persuaded to just give in and run off into the woods with the snake for another round of debauchery.  Thankfully, the moment was subdued once Ranuk began to bark.<br/><br/>Both elves' ears perked, alert and intent at the strange sound; Tamlin watched Ranuk reemerge from the trees, too excited by what he'd discovered to speak in any language his fiance understood.  Ursalo translated the barking, and the information made Tamlin smile-- good, very good.  Not too far at all, and more than expected.  It was a choice time of year, the season just ripening, and their quarry was bountiful.<br/><br/>Ranuk disappeared back into the woods, not willing to wait for his slower companions, and Tamlin didn't blame him for his eagerness.  The prince turned to the others and smiled, anticipation making his dark eyes bright.  "We'd better hurry, or I imagine Ranuk will be done by the time we arrive."  There was no denying, just on what little he'd seen so far, that his betrothed was made to hunt: the demon was naturally built for it, while the elves had to work harder for less success.<br/><br/>Ranuk had his nose, his sharp eyes and keen ears to help him, but Tamlin's senses were not so attuned.  He had to look carefully, trying to follow the demon's path and keep his gaze trained for any evidence-- broken twigs, the heavy imprints of hooves, anything to tell him where their prey had gone.  Every now and then he saw white hairs, silvery and shining on the tips of ferns, or caught on the ends of brambles.  So far, they were on the right track.<br/><br/>Jera hung back with Ursalo, keeping the prince just within the line of sight so as not to lose him.  "Demons have good senses, yes?  Can you sense Ven-Ranuk, or the herd...?"  He was burning with questions, and while hunting wasn't a pastime he had any real interest in, the elf appreciated the opportunity to have some of his curiosity sated.