Mako couldn't help but release a small sigh of relief as the young wolf gave a straightforward response for once. Mako watched as the yearling disappeared into the foliage around him, one ear tuned towards the male's quiet pawsteps and the other towards the stumbling fawn's much louder sounds. Mako leaned his high center of gravity downwards, trying to minimize his size the best he could as he crept forward into the deer's path. Not long after the yearling disappeared did Mako hear the first sounds of pursuit, paws and hooves kicking at the earth. Mako's heart involuntarily sped up in excitement, as easy as this should be it was hard not to get swept up by the hunt.
Mako waited one heartbeat, two, before he saw the pair burst out of the forest before him. Mako reared up, launching himself towards the fawn. The Coho easily dwarfed it in size, his jaws easily wrapping around it's thin neck as it began to kick and flail.
Hunting Dem: 2/3