Grizzly Hollow Of hooves and horns

 

Reach for the stars

With the plan decided, she waited for Veho to move into place, and for Crystal to burst out of hiding to chase the herd. Jynx knew what she needed to do, and she could already feel her mouth watering at the thought of a fresh, warm meal. She wouldn't just cache away some of this immediately. This time, she would settle in with her pack mates, and enjoy their reward as they filled their bellies. That is, if they could catch their lunch, without a hitch. Nothing was ever guaranteed. That much she knew all too well, when she had last attempted hunting solo in the mist, which had lead up to her long since healed injury.

To her satisfaction, Crystal soon came charging from her hiding place, forcing the herd to run and scatter, yet keeping her sights firmly on the lame doe. A quick glance to her right verified where Veho was positioned, and with a clear path already mapped out in her head, it was now her turn do fulfill her part. With seemingly infinite patience, Jynx waited until Crystal had driven the doe within a reasonable distance of herself. And then when the moment was right, she flew out into the open, dull twigs and branches snagging harmlessly at her thick fur. Dark glossy eyes of the doe widened in panic as yet a second wolf came charging unexpectedly from the side. She reeled, stumbled once on her wounded hind leg, where in that moment, a sound crack was heard. Possibly breaking a bone...more likely the snapping of ligaments or a joint. Yet she was a determined one, as she fled the snapping jaws of the red queen, blindly running to the thin patch of scrub, where she thought she'd be safe. But Veho would be waiting for her.

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The rest of the herd scattered, but Yvly stayed determinedly on the injured doe's heels, urging her forward to where Wacipi lay in wait to join the chase and then, ultimately, the thin scrub Veho was hiding in for the takedown. Right on point the russet and cream leader burst forth, causing the doe to stumble as she tried to get away from the second wolf chasing her, a loud crack resounding. Fifty percent chance it was a ligament. But still, the doe ran on, the need to survive keeping her going... in the wrong direction. Such a shame for the doe, but the wolves needed to survive. The circle of life could be so cruel.

To stop the doe from possibly changing direction from where Veho would spring out from to take her down, the tawny female darted to the side, snapping at her uninjured leg to herd her in a straight line. The only way the doe could escape now was if the grey and brown leader missed his chance of attack, but she had faith in his skills that they would succeed at this hunt. And so she and Wacipi continued chasing after their prey, waiting, watching, for when Veho would strike her down and they could feast gloriously.

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Yvly Doramor

imagine we are higher than the arrows,
casually we're breathing with the pharaohs,
tragically we fall just like the arrows.

The woman had played their parts well between the flush and keeping the doe on the track they’d set. While he’d hunted with Wacipi before, Yvly was a new partner for the both of them – what’s more, she was new to the pack on the whole, and he didn’t quite know what she was capable of. Fortunately, it seemed she was at least wise enough to separate their prize from the passel of deer scattering about in panic, and the doe was driven towards the place they’d chosen to hide.

Heart hammering in his chest, adrenaline swarming through his veins as she drew closer. In another breath, he exploded forward from the scrappy brush posing as a hiding spot. Wide paws and a wider stride – he was on the deer within seconds, lunging forward at the animal’s neck. Razor sharp white teeth sunk through fur and tender flesh, the taste of iron exploding across his tongue. The doe bleated pathetically as she thrashed, trying to veer left and away from the wolf attached to her side. Veho hung on as he growled, throwing his entire body weight against her as she slowed, and slowed, and slowed. Already injured, the life was quickly draining from her.

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Reach for the stars

Hot on the heels of the rapidly weakening doe, Jynx snapped her teeth at a flank. While Veho took care of aiming for the neck from one side, Jynx kept to the other side of the animal. Blood was drawn from multiple bite wounds she had inflicted on the soft underside of the doe. Sensing that her strength was waning even further, when Veho latched onto her neck and hung on, that was her signal to go in for the kill. Instinctively, she leapt forth to grab at the exposed portion of her neck, to grab on and bring her to the ground.

Trusting that Crystal was also doing her part to bring the doe to the ground for a quick death, Jynx grunted with the effort she was putting into her body. Warm blood seeped around her muzzle, and the pulse of their prey slowed down. It's struggles grew weaker, and finally ceased altogether. Releasing her hold from the now deceased doe, Jynx panted heavily, taking a moment to catch her breath. For three wolves, taking down a large animal like this was not an easy task. But thanks to their coordination and cooperative efforts, this hunt had gone smoothly. Licking her bloodstained lips, she smiled to each of them, with a wag of her tail. "Well done you guys. We've earned this." Placing a paw on one solid hindquarter, yet still allowing ample space for Crystal and Veho, she tore into the flesh. "Let us feast."

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@Veho you can fade the thread or just archive it :) <3

Within seconds Veho had flown from the bushes and was on the injured doe, jaws clamped tightly onto her neck with no intention of letting go. The doe veered left and right to shake him off, but in the next second both her and Wacipi also latched themselves onto the doe. There was a struggle as the three wolves hung on tightly, doing their best to bring her down for a swift death. Yvly's razor sharp teeth were sunk deeply into flesh and muscle, warm blood seeping into her mouth with it's coppery tang. It only fuelled the fire inside her. Finally the doe's struggles weakened until she moved no longer, and only then did Yvly release her hold, running her tongue along her lips.

The hunt had gone much better then the tawny female had originally anticipated, especially for a group of three. She put it down to great teamwork and focus. Her tail wagged at Wacipi's praise, a brief smile appearing on her maw. It felt nice to be congratulated for bringing down the large prey, rather than simply being given murmurs of good job back at her old pack. Returning empty pawed only served to her superiors being disappointed. Waiting for both Veho and Wacipi to take a bite as per most pack traditions, Yvly tore into the still warm flesh, savouring the taste of hard work and achievement. She wouldn't forget this hunt easily.

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Yvly Doramor

imagine we are higher than the arrows,
casually we're breathing with the pharaohs,
tragically we fall just like the arrows.