Broken Boulder and all that doin' takes energy

so sorry for the wait on this, these last couple weeks of school have been murdering me
pping lana a bit with permission; this is the last round! I'll wrap this up with another post in about a week <3

His attention was torn between keeping track of the others— he'd feel terrible if any of them were hurt— and attempting to... lead the hunt, however that works. That was his job, anyway, he thought; it occurred to him then that perhaps he should visit Morningside and subtly inquire about how real packs work. Alarian had never actually been in one until this group. He wondered sometimes if it worked like a pack should.
But now was not the place or the time for such thoughts. The Governor's teeth connected with flesh; moments later, he noticed Lanawyn's lunge towards the deer's wounded side. He clamped down hard on the fleshy back leg he held, and pulled, hoping she would do the same. The deer cried out, twisting and struggling as the siblings forced its back end down and tore at both legs. Ali didn't release his grip until the exhausted creature's struggling started to slow, giving his packmates time to add to the effort.
He didn't hesitate after he let go; immediately he moved around the deer, towards the Danger Zone™. Wary of lashing front hooves, the slim boy darted at the first opening he found. Alarian hadn't actually expected to make contact as well as he did— and, oh god, he regretted it. The flesh was soft, too soft, between his teeth; his mouth flooded with warm blood, and the urge to vomit rose quickly in his throat. He bit back the urge to gag, renewing the force behind his bite and twisting the flesh even as he felt something hard connect with his flank. A flailing hoof, no doubt. The impact left him breathless, and ached fiercely, but he didn't let go until he thought he might choke on deer blood.
The Governor came away with a blood-soaked face, and more of it falling from his mouth. He turned his face from his packmates, gesturing for them to eat while he got over his disgust. It's just blood, Ali told himself half-heartedly, kind of wanting to be a diva about it anyway. It was gross.