Zandra walked silently through the forest, careful not to step upon the fallen leaves. She drew out her daggers at the sight of a buck, but she wasn't going to go for him. The way she seen it, he was healthy and could produce healthy offspring. If she was going to get an animal, she would get one that was sick, or close to dying. Continuing on she kept an eye out. Zandras body was easy to keep quiet, her footsteps slow and steady.<br/><br/>She paused once, the sight of a cave drawing in her curiosity. Peering from behind a tree she could hear something moving around inside, if she was lucky, the wind would work with her and not give her position away. Peering forward she shivered slightly, the sight of a large bear causing the action. The bear was no doubt old, grey lining through its thick brown fur. Being old also meant the bear was experienced, it raised its large snout, testing the air. Zandra sucked in a breath as the predators small dark eyes landed on her. Zandra was in over her head.