One Down One To Go

They were a bit touchy and quick to be disturbed in the woods, six of them. Once over the wall they made their way towards the Hollow, some faster than others.

One looked distinctly odd as if an antler was just about due to drop, all difficult to see through branches. When seen less than a minute later he was three pounds or so lighter making his way up the hill. I searched for ten minutes, certain I would find the antler. But no luck.

When last seen they were spread out lying down on a north facing slope. The wind at that time was brisk and from the south.