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Kiirweyä looked between the others as they spoke, listening to their words and considering the options. Finally, as there seemed to be a lull in the discussion, she spoke up. 

"We don't know the prey," she said. "You say offense, but how can we hunt if we only make a line and fight them head-on? We know how many we are, most of our people are not warriors even, and we don't know how many this knight has following him. For all we know they could attack in waves too, and if they are more, we will lose. Only slowly. My cousins who live their lives in only one place can be content to stand in a line and wait for the prey to come to them, but those who still live in the mountains will hunt as we always have." 

She knew this was going against what the general consensus of the meeting seemed to be, but the way they wanted to fight was not the way she knew how, and she had to at least speak her mind in the matter before a decision was made. "This knight has a lot of land, he can't be everywhere in his territory at once, and somewhere there will be cracks in his vigilance. Let's go there. Stalk him, observe the prey, find his weaknesses. Even monsters must eat, take this from him. His followers are coming from somewhere, stop them. You can fight as you please, but Sikosanala are used to hunting in this way, and if we fight in a line on a field we will die."