Phoenix Maplewood There'll be things you never asked her

Found a font I like with him. XD

The certainty in her voice made his grin almost crack his maw wide open, and the way she disappeared into the grass so quietly made him admire her a bit. She was perfect for this job, and he wondered if she would agree to hunt with him again sometime. Looking away from the way she had went, his body lowered even further into the grass, his muscles rippling, tensing for the moment she pushed the young buck this way. His eyes sharpened as he watched the herd, looking for any signs of fear or awareness. They moved around, and the buck seemed nervous, snorting. Anticipation of his movements made the brute of a wolf want to charge now, taking a risk. Yet he stayed in the grass as the breeze blew it, making an unconscious decision to trust the female.
As the buck twitched his ear and went back to grazing, a flash of scarred white flashed in front of him, making the male freeze momentarily, then tossed his antlers at the small wolf. Green eyes glinted, ready to run in at the first sign of trouble. Yet her experience showed as she raised her lips at him, a snarl bursting from her. Mumbling something to himself, the ink spilled wolf grinned and watched in appreciation. He raised his stomach off the ground, his adrenaline strong enough that he could already taste the blood of this deer. 'Wait...wait...' He didn't move as it bounded through the grass, panic written on its face. Not wanting to lose this meal, his claws dug into the soft earth, resisting the urge to run forward. His breath came faster as the buck got closer. Timing was everything, and it was something he was good at.
As the back hooves bounded off the ground, making a hollow noise, his back paws shot him off the ground, a snarling bark erupting out of his chest, leaping for its throat in mid air. Feeling the pulse of its heart, his fangs bit down hard, and his body weight led them crashing down to the earth, flailing hooves and paws together. A pained sound came from the creature, struggling to get up from it's side, but he bit down harder, trying to kill it quickly, twisting his head, cutting off its air. The life drained from its eyes, and it relaxed against the pressure until the head was hanging listlessly. Breathing hard and fast, the male wolf stood there, blood dripping down his maw. The dull thud of the head hitting the earth sounded as he opened his jaws, stepping back from the kill. His breath still faster than normal, he glanced over at Uki, an excitement and appreciation showing in the bright eyes. Are you okay? He didn't hit you with his hooves, right? You did reallly well. Concern mixed with the high of the kill, and he watched her carefully for a moment.