He wasn't a large wolf but he wasn't small either so keeping a firm hold on the deer wasn't a difficult thing. At least not until the thing started to fight and then it did become difficult as he maneuvered his body to keep from getting injured. With Greer working at the back of their prize it finally tired the deer out enough that it fell to the ground. The warrior didn't let go until the final breath left the creature. They had secured many meals for the pack.
Greer's voice brought his attention to the dark man, “Now we've just got to get it back to the pack,” he stated his gaze drifting to their prize. It wouldn't be easy dragging the carcass back to the heights but with both men working together he felt it would go much quicker. “Shall we get started?” He asked. They were losing the light and Pyriel felt it would be best to get it back before that happened.