"Where do you think it is?"
"Not far from here, I reckon."
Two men dressed in the typical outfit of the Quan Guards were talking to each other as they moved through the trees, following the track of a doe.
"Look at all the blood on the trail. I got it pretty good."
"Not good enough if it managed to get away."
"Man, how was I to know that the thing would just start bolting even after I put an arrow in its hind leg? It can't have made it far. This time, I approach from the front. You flank it. We can't let it escape again."
"Alright."
"Look, over there, in that clearing. That's fresh blood. It's around here somewhere. You go around the trees. Careful though, its nose is quite good."
