It was midmorning and the Sentinels were alive with wildlife; at least as much as they could be in the middle of winter. The newly crowned princess made her way around the borders of the territory, her ears perked as she looked out into the more open land. Not too far off stood a small herd of deer; 3 does, a buck, and a pair of fawns. 

She glanced back to the wolves that had come with her, her tail held higher than any lower ranks as she tested the boundaries of her own. Her posture indicated her rank, even if others were not aware of her promotion. She wasn't trying to seem arrogant, but felt a strange unsettlement with a few wolves in the pack and today was her opportunity to prove to them that she did earn this rank. Her tail flicked. She let out a low chuff of question. She had a plan, but she needed to know if the others were ready. 

"We're going to attempt to herd them together and attack one by one," she instructed lowly. "We'll have to split and move lowly in order to circle them."

Lasher touched her cheek in greeting, and Aria gave him a respectful lap on the chin as he placed himself to the side of her. She glanced to him curiously, her tail holding still as she thought. 

"I think we can take down at least one," she informed the small group, staring out into the herd. "I'll head to the right, and you to the left?" she offered, speaking directly to Lasher. She looked to him again, smiling at him with a bit of excitement welling up. Perhaps she'd prove to be successful for the moment, she wasn't sure. But she hoped she could indeed prove something.

(In case others show up!)

Aria then turned her attention to rest. "Try to split into even groups. Half follow Lasher and the others me, we can herd them together and on my go we can attack them. Try for the one's on the side, once we're in position we can signal which ones we're going for," she told them, eyeing them all curiously. 

 

Another arrived, and Aria did not know the name of him. Regardless, she nodded her head in greeting to him before setting off, the male choosing to follow behind Lasher. With her heart racing in excitement, the pale princess stalked low to the ground, slowly making her way towards the herd. She remained alert, her tail stiff but ears perked with caution, using her best judgement not to rush anything or to call it off if anything seemed wrong.

So far so good.

The three had gotten into position and Aria was ready. With the stupid herd now willingly circled, the girl let out a loud bark and struck, signaling her packmates to do the same. Hopefully between the three of them, they would catch something.

Aria grabbed a tight hold on her deer, but was flung off easily with no back up on her side. Struggling to get onto her feet as she slid through the mushy snow, the deer ran off. When she raised, shaking her fur, Tachyon and Lasher had appeared to make contact, and she stood anxiously as she waited to see if they would bring it down or not. Her tail was held high and straight, but the girl panted noticeably from the struggle she put up.

The doe was hit, but escaped wounded. She began to follow along with the other two, her strides wide and graceful. Lasher did the same, and she assumed Tachyon had followed. In this moment she passed the leadership to Lasher, nuzzling his shoulder and falling just behind him.

Aria followed with, her heart beating with half embarrassment from missing her kill and half anger in herself for missing it. She knew that this was Lasher's and Tachyon's kill now, but she planned on being just as helpful. They grew closer, catching up to their now-suspecting prey, and then copied Lasher's actions and lunged with him. 

Aria understood the situation, and gave a brief nod to her alpha before she went in for the kill. She snapped harshly at the throat of the dumb beast. It splashed around her white coat and into the white snow, warming her paws as it landed on them. She held tightly as the thing wriggled momentarily beneath their heavy grasp, but it soon went limp. The pale princess raised her head, smiling to Lasher and then Tachyon, her tail wagging behind her. Her pink tongue grazed itself softly across her scarlet lips, white eyes shining.