Sunset Valley Run by and lie to a dragon

A greyish blob she had initially thought was a rock had a flicker of motion in the perimeter of her vision.  Her gaze turned that way.  Oh, it was another wolf? Curious. Walking right over to them seemed likely to alert the deer, so for now she just bobbed her head slightly.

Hunting with someone she'd never even spoken with before made this whole thing sound likely to end in failure, but such was the cost of being a predator.  Hunts failed, life moved on.  It wasn't usually the end of the world.  Treason was so recently out of a pack that even if this time it didn't end with a kill, there was always more time.

If the other wolf had been there slightly longer than her, perhaps he'd spotted a good target among the small herd.  Or had they arrived at about the same time? She didn't know.  Either way, she canted her head, looked back to the deer, then back to him.  It was just about the only way she could think of asking, 'So should I make the first move or will you?'  As long as anyone who took part got a share to eat in the end, she honestly didn't give a damn what the plan was.  Hunting wasn't fun, it was just survival to her.