Silvertip Mountain Viva la vida (PACK HUNT)

Niita could smell blood both from the caribou and from one of her packmates, it concerned her but not enough to make her turn around. It was imperative that they get the caribou down and whoever was hurt could hold on a little longer. 

The ungulate came to a slowed stop, bellowing out in pain and frustration at the heavy wolves tearing into her. Niita felt for the creature, silently thanking her ancestors for this sacrifice that would allow them all to live.

Steady was in front of the caribou, latching onto its throat. Niita sunk her teeth into the caribou's side and holding tightly in an effort to damage the muscles in the caribou's shoulder and bring it to its feet.