Hush Meadow RE: Feast & Famine

<blockquote>As the older female circled around to help Volkan cut off the calf's air supply, she maintained her grip, adjusting it every few seconds to counteract the animal's half-hearted struggling. By the time the other wolf joined, the young prey animal's fate was sealed; it called to its mother in a long groan which gradually became quieter. At one point, Volkan glanced upward quickly to make sure the mother was gone-- indeed she had fled, as the yearling saw her large form retreating in the direction the herd had taken, her powerful hooves kicking up dust.

In a matter of minutes, their prey's last moments of life were spent. Held at the neck by the two wolves, it emitted a final, helpless cry before falling limp, becoming lifeless in their jaws. This caused Volkan to release her hold, gently drawing back and rising up to survey their work. Its legs had finally stopped twitching. Heaving a sigh of relief, her chest rising and falling in deep breaths as the adrenaline coursing through her began to subside, she looked at her partner.

<b>"Almost too easy,"</b> she remarked through a lopsided grin, dipping her head casually toward the other wolf. <b>"Though— couldn't have done it without your finishing touch,"</b> she added with a chuckle. Now she stepped back a little, giving her ragged gray coat a hearty shake, before circling to the other side of the kill. She assumed the other female would be doing the same, but she waited for her to join before beginning to rip through the soft flesh on the kill's stomach. After all, this had been a team effort, and it wouldn't be fair if one got to eat before the other.

<b>"I'm Volkan, by the way,"</b> she finally offered, pale eyes lingering on the other wolf, expecting an introduction in return. After all this, she supposed they could get around to names.</blockquote>

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"As I, not without you." She would then speak, her tongue offering a proper ring of royal elegance in it's usual form. She would lift, following the woman only to settle at her side and slide down into a lay, taking placement at the stomach just the same. "My name is Elettra Archer." She would allow, watching the woman through a pale gray gaze as she began to rip and pull at the small carcass, just moments ago filled with life. She would take a few moments to view her, noting there very similar traits. Although the young woman's build was thin and sleek, Elettra was well built- rounded and sturdy in power. However their coloration was similar by it's molted appearance. Where the girl was black, draped with whites and grays at her nape and face, Elettra was a molt of blacks, grays, and deeper grays. Salt and pepper, dashed with an underline of gold as her only color. Too, did they hold both a strong, pale gaze. Unknowingly too did they remain neutral in alignment aspects, holding the same traits which deemed them chaotic. The pair could easily be mistaken for family. Taking a small note of this, El would finally free her view from the woman, head lowering for jaws to settle at the edge of where the fawn had been torn and ripping more to make a much larger hole for herself in which she began to feed from.

[ Hey Vami, sorry for the long wait. Still want to continue? ]

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[ only if ya want. if not, we can say they talked a lil, ate, and took the rest of the food with them as they parted way. XD ]