That it will be, but not an impossible one I think. I'll just have to find the right kind of tools to hold the wood still while I carve it.

[Woodworking was not the craft he was best at, but he knew enough that this project shouldn't be beyond him.

It does look like it would make for a fine dinner. Male, not too old by the look of it either and no doe or fawns around. The ideal prey in the eyes of an elf, for it's demise would not hurt the over all population. He lowers his voice until it's barely even a whisper.]

I'll circle around and drive it towards you, does that sound like an acceptable plan?

[From what he's observed of her body language he trusts that she knows how to handle herself on a hunt.]