The Tangle BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

He was idly trying to fish, staring at the unmoving surface of the water to see if any small ripples of movement would alert him of the fishes' existence. When the call had came, he ears prickled up immediatly. His alpha was calling, and by the souds of it, she was chasing something. The hurried and almost panicked state of her voice lead Slancio to a conclusion. Food.

He shot up from his position from the coast, pinpointing her location before streaking towards it as quick as he could. He was new to the pack, barely in for a week. Yet to meet any of his packmates, he hoped none of them thought he was hostile. Adrenaline pringled within him as he made a sharp turn, veering towards the mess of trees towards the east. 

The creamy white fur of Caiaphas alerted him to her place, easily spottable through the rocky terrain. He slowed, panting several steps behind her. He saw the deer, confused and lost, and gave a fanged grin. This was his chance to make an impression, and he was determinded not to screw it up.