Her eyes glanced at Besart occasionally, though not for too long. She knew she needed to keep most of her attention on the gazelle if she did want to hunt them. However at this moment her companion was a bit more interesting the gazelle. She just didn't want that to show. “You go first then I go?” she asked, thinking about him saying he would go for the legs. She would be ready to finish the prey.
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"Oh? Wher-" His lithe muscles bunched as he leaned down close next to Chamba. "Ah I see them now Chammie." The nickname rolled off his tongue easily and friendly. "Right." Bee looked cutely focused and moved into position. "I got this one!" He started off in a yell but then quieted down as to not spook their dinner. Loosening himself and after focusing on a good point he noted the lone elder gazelle. It was sad one had to die for another to survive but it had to be done. He was off in a shot all his energy pushed into his legs. Like a powerhouse he quick gained speed and--over shot. " Awh come on." He whirled around and tried again. The next time he succeeded and looked around for Chamba.