Silver Moraine BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

Obviously, he was backed into a corner. The grotto wolves would not be getting the calf, that was sure, but Charley was intent on bringing something back for Aspen. He knows nothing of these wolves, not their pack or their proximity, and surely not anything Reek has done. So, taking the chance, Charley dives in and latches onto the leg of a calf, tearing and ripping as fast as he can. Likely, he's going to earn more wounds, but to him they're worth it. He needed to eat, ASPEN needed to eat, and there was a pup needing food back at home; failure wasn't a damn option here, not when food was RIGHT there. Already angry from losing HIS kill, the patchy male WILL get at least part of it. Once hes ripped the leg from the dead calf, making sure its clamped firmly in his jaws, adrenaline blocking out any pain that has been caused, the brute breaks away towards the grotto. Zaavier gets a semi-worried glance, but Charley does not stop. When they meet up later, he'll be sure the lanky male gets some of the food: but there was no stopping when six angry wolves were possibly on his ass. Normally, he would stop and fight, even overwhelmed as they were, but the famine has left him to weak for his usual heroics. He does his best to call to his friend without slowing, dearly wishing to rip into the pelt of the one who was on him.
        "Zaavier, lets go!"

Assuming this is okay, leaving him open to attack and dont care who hurts him as long as its not fatal. My last post here :x