Wapun Meadow turnabout

ok, last post from me!

With her speed, Star had been the one to deliver the final blow to the young elk. The cow collapsed as the white female dragged her down, head lopping to one side as her gangly elk legs folded underneath her. Dovev let go of the back haunch he had been dutifully clamping down on, tongue running along the bloody sides of his jaws.

It was a small elk, but the male guessed the pack could feed on it for four days or so, perhaps longer provided the higher ranking wolves had no qualms about driving some of the newer members off of it. It would be good to cache some of the meat, even if the Creek currently had no mothers or young pups to feed. The adults could make the trek out to the Meadows to eat what they wanted off the elk, and then bring small strips of it back to hide amongst the territory.

He still was pleasantly surprised the pair had been able to bring down the beast- Dovev guessed the stars were aligned. He grinned at his packmate.

Good job, he spoke with a wave of his tail. Dovev admitted to himself that he had let the female do most of the work, but then again he was no speed demon and probably wouldn't have been able to catch up to the cow elk if Star hadn't been slowing her down. Looking down at their prize, he could feel his stomach growl. Dovev wouldn't usually have a problem eating some of it, but the pack had been rather unsuccessful with their past hunts. Someone needed the food more than he did.