He indicates how the straying antelope will bound towards the left as the rest of the herd would turn right. Thus is his simple game plan, and he crouches down. The hunt begins, even this far away from the intended prey. Each step is calculated, taken with utmost care as Azi proceeds forward. His head up just under the tips of the grass as he silently uses his hand to first part the path before stepping down.
Eyes gaze intently forward, locked onto the herd's members.
With a hand, he motions for Catherine to take up a spot off to his right. A moments pause, as one of the herd scouts looks up to scan the savannah. Catherine freezes, her attention sharply focused on the herd through the tops of the grasses. Then she looks sidelong, seeking Azi's dark figure. Ever so painstakingly slow, Azi closes the gap between him and the closest of the straying trio.