Silver Moraine BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

The hot spring sun beat down on the brute's back as he lounged in the sun. Suddenly, the bleating of a wounded animal hit his ears. He jerked his head up immediately, his heart raced and stomach screaming. He knew exactly what that sound meant, and he wanted it. He wanted it not only for himself but for his pack members. Vuk and Seff needed it... Reek needed it. Everyone needed it. 

Before his brain could proccess what was happening, his was on his feet and racing towards the sound. The pitiful cries carried on until Zaavier was close enough to smell the thing. It was moose.. perhaps a calf at the sound of it. More scents flooded to his nose. Sleeping Dragon! His teeth clacked in frustration as the calf's sound became more urgent. Wolves were attacking it. He needed to get there fast!

He reached the scene just as Charley finished off the animal. To his relief, he called for more Grotto wolves. Then, his heart began to race again as a random wolf -- probably a Dragon member -- leapt upon the moose, then another. Soon, more wolves of the same scent were upon Charley and his prey. Ears pinned and hackles raised. He didn't kow what to do! His lips curled back in display towards the other wolves. At the moment, the two were out numbered. There was no way for Zaavier to get in the middle of it. That would just get him killed. He raised his head and called out to not only Reek but @Skeet and @Jhala too.