"This'll probably be messy," she warns, then darts full-speed after the deer, leaving a dent in the ground behind her and leaping into the tree-tops.
...She's just realized that her aim's not good enough with a thrown knife to do anything quick to an erratically moving target.
Slamming into it at speed should work, right?
She manages to bruise her shoulder and ribs in the process, but finishes the deer - which up close is a lot bigger than the water deer native to her homeland - off without losing her hand to its snapping fangs (definitely not a water deer), and then awkwardly hauls it back to Dayo.