[Goat hunt] The goats are helping

Carmilla
Well fuck of course troop leader, Jamie Reyne, would decide he wanted to stock up supplies on goat just after she left a dead body at the base of the goat mountains. Not to mention this would set them back 50 miles in the wrong direction, but Jamie assured them that Brienne and her group were still at Castle Deep Den and no matter how fast they ran they couldn't beat them to King's Landing and so the small group circled around at day break and headed south. Carmilla kept to herself atop of Mya the silent tokota who only threw a fit occasionally. She mulled over her excuses and how to explain the body. Elaine's sire, Jesse, was traveling with their group and David was his mount, a terrible and serious combo they were. The two combined would be able to see through any of her lies. If they couldn't see the prints her feet made, then they would definetly tell by the by the scent of her all over the place. They would bring her and the corpse to Sterling a man with a grave for a face and he would-
"Looks like something's died." The stranger next to her commented while pointing towards the vultures circling above. A sickening feeling fell into her stomach and covered her mouth to stop herself from heaving. "You okay Carmilla?" The same man from before placed a caring hand on her shoulder startling her a bit.
"I'm fine. I don't like vultures." She mumbled as she lied. The man didn't stare for long and moved on ahead.

Jesse
Something was off about the black haired women's demeanor. She was twitchy and nervous and reeked of fear, but he stopped pondering over her not long after, he had bigger concerns. His daughter was missing and had been since last night. He avidly followed the trail, the exact same trail his daughter had gone done. Besides the scents of the those traveling now there was only one a bit fresher than Elaine's and it was Rhaella's icy snow smell caked with goat blood. The thunder that rolled in from the distance had Jesse raising his head towards the darkening sky and heavy clouds. Soon enough the heavens would open and Elaine's scent would be washed away. The worried father surged forward, nose to the ground and ears up, searching for anything that could tell him what happened to his daughter.

Merle
Once Jesse discovered his daughter missing he had attempted to track down the main culprit, Rhaella, but she had slipped away into the night, probably to avoid going anywhere near the Wendwater river as their travel path would take them. He had spotted Merle, but the long mane had managed to avoid him throughout the night and by morning he had given up on holding her for answers to strike out on his own.
Throughout the 50 mile trek south a few goats were spotted along the trail. They were quickly shot or caught and skinned or placed in a crate. The friendlier kids were to be kept and sold on the market. The small troop traveled in silence as Merle's stomach filled with guild. She couldn't be the one to tell Jesse about his daughter.

Mya
Mya and her pack mate Viserys hadn't been with the troop long, but the disorder and lack of discipline within the pack was evident. People were roaming around freely doing nothing productive, some sleeping past noon, fights breaking out, and that was just with the riders and handlers. The tokotas were lazing about and wandering off. A hunt with this troop would be miserable and on top of that goats were her least favorite thing to hunt. They like to scale to impossible heights, jump ravines like they're skipping over a puddle, and they were constant nuisances when you weren't hunting them. 
After hours of traveling and despite the troop haven broken into several smaller units gone to do their own thing, they reached their destination. At the tree line they dismounted and waited. The group humans would shoot downward from atop the cliff as the tokotas waited behind the forest line to catch any goat that ran from the cliff. They would have a considerable amount of time to wait. To get up the cliff the humans would have to go up the smother side of the mountain about a mile or two west. With this time to spare, Mya laid herself down for a short nap.

Viserys
While his pack mate chose to sleep Viserys chose to flirt. His target of affection fell on Merle, the most beautiful long mane tokota he had ever seen. He trotted his way to her side and puffed out his chest, but female did not notice, instead she looked squirrely at anywhere, but at him. So he moved to be the only object in her sight, just like she was for him, but the tokota only cowered away. She obviously wasn't in the mood to socialize, but she never seemed to be. He followed her persistently having to jog after her once she took off running. He stopped following her after she out ran and out hid him. The perplexed Viserys stood where he had last seen her. What a strange tokota he thought to himself. Her behavior was beyond anything he had ever seen before. While not every female swooned and swayed to his charms, none had ever acted like this. He didn't like the feels of rejection and returned to the tokota troop intent on finding another female.

Jesse
Once the man who had been riding him dismounted and was out of sight, he took off, not sticking around with the other tokotas. While the scent was faint it was still there. His nose ruffled through the thin grasses as he zigged and zagged this way and that. The rain gave no warning before it dumped itself all at once. He closed his eyes for a second and tried to focus, but the scent was gone, but his hope wasn't. He continued on his futile search, determined as ever.

Elaine
Where was everyone was her first thought and then sleep was her second. She was tired so very tired, after haven limped her way 50 miles here with so much blood loss, she was tired, but she couldn't fall asleep. She sat herself in the shade of tree and forced her eyes to stay open. Her head dipped every now and then till she finally chose to lie down. She wouldn't go to sleep, she wouldn't until she did, eyes falling close after trying so hard.

After the fall.

"Bah, bah, bah." The goat said to her. "Bah." It stood there staring at her as more goats gathered around. "Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah." They all began chattering around her, but the pain in body wouldn't allow her to move. "Bah." the goats backed away as the largest one came closer. It poked her at first with it's hoof and when that didn't warren a response it jabbed her hindquarters with it's horn. She kicked at it with one, but it skillfully frolicked away to a safe distance way before her foot could come close. She grunted at the goat, but it only came closer once again. "Bah." it said. She growled, and it still jabbed her once again, but this time she didn't have the energy to kick. The goats turned their head left and right looking at one another with curiosity and began an ugly chortling scream. It was weird and completely freaking her out. When the largest goat appeared before he was red this time and she only realized for the first time that there was blood around her. She couldn't be sure, but since she was in such pain she figured it was hers. "Baaaahh!" The goat screamed for a final time before she slipped into unconsciousness.