The Tangle BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

He watched the pack of wolves fall upon the deer. Wrinkling his nose slightly, he huffed. Messy hunting wasn't his style. They could have easily just crushed its neck or lungs, and the drag it cleanly onto their own territory.It wasn't long before the mule deer was dead and they tore into it. A snarl rising in his throat, he darted forward when Caiaphas broke into a run, following her. 

He watched her tear a hind leg off the deer. They might be outnumbered by two, but the others were tired from hunting down the deer, and they were certainly more energetic. Calculating the possibility of fending off two wolves at the same time, he circled around the corspe in a brisk trot, a slow growl in his chest warning the other pack of their presence.