*Defender of the Toklat Clan* (Tall Grass Prairie)

"Yes." Silver answered in a harsh snort, at once responding to the stallion and delivering an audible threat to the brown-furred creature she couldn't quite define. "There's something lurking in the grass over there. I see brown fur."

Delphine hadn't been aware until Silver spoke, and even then she turned her softly nipping teeth for Enyos' cheek, trying to entice him back to their quiet session of mutual grooming. "It's probably just a raccoon, or dog."

Daga had froze. He didn't want to ruin this chance encounter and attempt to reconnaissance by provoking a fight. Or would Enyos even recognize him? Probably not. Although... he did carry the herd's scent banner. Opting for the response that felt the most natural to him, the stag simply froze, keeping his head and velvet antlers low, and his limbs still as the grass and it's dappled shading swayed around in the morning breeze.