Ouroboros Spine la nuit du chasseur [PACK HUNT]

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[size=small]Without a second look, she strayed from the gathered group, fully trusting that those she had selected for the ambush would fall behind her as soon as she began to move. Even if the plan had been Kaname's work, she had no shame in taking full authority over her small group, for she expected him to do the same if the tables were turned. Despite the man did not share the rank as supreme ruler, both her and him knew which extents his authority could be presumed.
As sole Alpha of the Spine, Cara had the final say, but as her most trusted and devoted cohort, he also had various strings to pull.

With only her ears swivelling atop her head the Queen was able to locate her subordinates trailing behind her. She awkwoledged them with a low woof that quickly faded into the frigid winter air as a simple puff of fog. There, was no time or need for words, to Cara, these were not needed. As long as her wolves were observant enough to read the signs she gave with the subtle movements of her head and body their success would be guaranteed. Being able to go beyond what was spoken was not only an advantage she hoped to be able to implement with her wolves but also a basic rule of proper hunting technique, Kaname had once told her so.

Soon, the bulky silhouettes of the moose began to appear in the far side of the plain than held the Spine's lake. This was were they needed to use their eyes.
Without giving the small group the chance to pause, the Queen's tail rose in the air, the tip twitching like a red light in a semaphore. Then with the same quickness she began to steer to the right -- away from the yet unsuspecting herd and into the glassy floor that covered the lake.

As her paws touched the ice, she felt her claws glide over the surface, giving her a sudden feeling of discomfort and instability, that despite making her freeze in the moment was quickly dismissed by the female's fierce stubborness to go on, and most of all, to succeed.
"Careful" she warned softly, breaking the precious silence only to ensure the group's wellfare.
The only death that Cara wanted was the moose's.
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