The Tangle BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

As soon as Warbone started chasing the poor creature like a madman, Trick made a disappointed face. Hunting with a pack was needed to take down a deer, especially one that was healthy and running for it's life. His face soon became determined though, and Trick made his way carefully down further to help his alpha. Before he did so though, he gave one last glance at his packmates, as if to ask; What are we waiting for?

As soon as his petite frame was in contact with solid ground again, he looked up to see Warbone falling behind. Trick was faster than the copper brute, but he needed his strength and muscle to take this mule deer down. He set off, sending up a small could of dust as he sprinted as fast as he could to his alpha- and their possible meal. The one not of the Marauders hadn't gone over his head though, and he gave them a face that wasn't sure and embarrassed. It was as if he was apologizing for his own alpha's behavior, but it was impossible for Warbone to see this as he was fully focused on that one deer.

Trick quickly caught up, and only panting slightly he said; King, I am not sure how well this plan was thought out! He gave a small chuckle after and sprinted past the copper brute's frame to attempt to bite this deer in it's ass. He may or may not respect this deer more than he did wolves, but it was still food, and he needed it too to survive.

He tried to sprint past the deer to make it turn around, but the only thing he got was a mouthful of dust and almost a hoof in his face. He snorted as he jumped up it's side to attempt to bite it there, but he was too small to reach. He panted, his stamina decreasing even if he had a lot of it. His sprint became a trot and he turned to see if the pack was following or not.