Mmm.... Dinner|New Anarlina

[Kender Bard]

Arcan flew above the treetops, just barely avoiding the branches. He didn't really feel like flying; the cold made his old wing injury ache badly. But he figured it would be better to not let himself get stiff so he flew. At least at this time of the year, most of the leaves had fallen off the trees and he could see the ground easily despite being above the forest. He grinned and kept a sharp eye out for potential supper. Tevran would like that!

[Devon]

On the ground Arcan could see a hint of movement. It appeared to be a deer grazing alone, not paying attention to its surroundings at all.

[Kender Bard]

Perfect, Arcan thought, wheeling around the sky like a great predatory bird until he found an inviting perch amongst the branches. Landing carefully, he began to work his way down the tree as quietly as he could until he was positioned roughly above the deer. Touching his sign and whispering quietly to himself, he worked up two balls of flame in each hand and then threw them down at the deer, hoping to stun it or catch it on fire.