"Gotcha . . . Don't pursue, lie in waiting," Naiad told herself with a nod. "Since there's three of us . . . one in front, one behind, one to the side? Maybe we could do a pincer movement." Well, she figured that's what a pincer movement was. as the scent grew stronger, the bright teen realized that maybe it wasn't in their best interest to talk as they approached the herd. And dangit, she was looking more and more the fool with all of these questions! Why hadn't she asked before they set out? Augh . . . Look at Kai! Even he's confident about this, and he's never been away from the river before.
So she too squared her shoulders and mimicked him, hoping it didn't look like she was trying too hard. Naiad attempted also to stop herself from asking questions, yet . . . they just kept coming out! "Where do we aim?" she inquired in a lower, softer voice. "The leg to stop it from moving? The eyes to blind it first? Or the throat right off the bat?" Though such a venture on her first hunt would be difficult. It wasn't as if the deer was just going to stand there and let itself be attacked!
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