Once he was certain the Woodchuck had been chased forward Indru had ran around the bush, prepared to chase it down if Borlla missed, but when he arrived they were in a struggle, a fight he knew Borlla would not lose, but may be left empty handed if the Woodchuck was quick enough. He decided not to intervene, no serious damage could be caused and it would be a great experience to make her first kill. After the scuffle she cheered, and Indru barked lightly in celebration, her first kill. Her next question made him smile, she had not yet witnessed how meat became meat.

He took a step forward, leaning down to the lifeless body and using hardly none of his jaw's strength, yet more than a 3 month old puppy could manage, he broke the Woodchuck's neck and then used his teeth to slit it's belly. As the dominant wolf Indru instantly took the heart, as small as it was, chewing it briefly and then swallowing it. Now you eat, he smiled, stepping back, blood painting his maw, and allowing her the rest. Indru was not really hungry, having caught his own prey earlier, but he took some so that she learnt that lead wolves were the first to the kill, the first to eat. Lowering down his haunches, giving her space so she could relax as she feasted, he began to lick his muzzle clean.

They were close to home now, the tracking having travelled them deeper into the forest and closer to the pack den, and Indru could faintly smell his border marking from here. When she had finished eating Indru examined the carcass, their was scraps left, she was not completely adapted to stripping prey yet. Keep that, we can take it to your brothers. It was better than some mangy lynx or fox taking their prey anyway, at least their pack would be using it instead.

Her question was an important one and Indru rolled his shoulder lightly, shrugging. Similar.. but much more dangerous. After all, there was a reason it required a whole pack, they hunted prey but prey that was not scared to fight back, as with the added danger came added rewards. A kick from a deer or elk could kill a wolf if it was aimed at the right place, such as a head, but it could also break ribs and legs. Much too dangerous for a puppy. It was always the strictest of rules as a puppy, not to get involved in pack hunts. He could remember it being drilled and drilled in on the way to the hunting grounds so that they would behave.

Indru laughed at her confidence, though admittedly, he knew she could. Triell was less controlled by Borlla's ruling, but Kinis he knew would do whatever she said. There was always a lead pup in a litter, though with Indru and Ruiko it shifted almost constantly so the dominance was always blurred. Good. He felt that it was a good move to put Borlla in charge, the responsibility and first true sign that she was lead wolf in her litter overriding her needed to misbehave, as after all, if she didn't keep them in line it would dent her dominance in the long run.

I'm sure they will be very jealous. Indru confirmed, starting to head towards home instinctively now, looking over his shoulder to check that Borlla had picked up the Woodchuck, Indru would offer to carry it but he was sure that he would be turned down. The boy was pleased that they had fit a hunting session in, otherwise it was certain the pup would not of caught anything, successful solo hunts would not happen until much later. Shall we head home?