Malice had been back for around 2 days after her "meeting" with Burke. Her weird feeling that was "being in heat" had slowly decreased, and today felt like a good day to come out of her den. She dearly hoped she was pregnant with Burke's pups. She quite adored the male, simply because he was so blunt. But what would he ever see in her? She was a joke, a dull creature compared to him. She had yet to learn much of being a leader while he had already mastered the art. Things would never work out between them, unless Burke got a sudden change of heart that would make him fall in love with her. But that would never happen, although Malice liked to believe it.

Malice wandered to the borders, but this time her duty was not to guard them. Because this time, in the distance, a deer was standing all by itself. It looked sick, it wasn't eating the grass. Malice stayed hidden in the bushes and tip toed back to the dens where everyone was still sleeping. She howled, just loud enough to wake up the others but not to scare the deer away. Whoever would come would be her hunting team and would get a nice meal today. And so she waited, eager to see who was willing to check this possible meal out with her.

Malice waited a bit, but she did not have to wait long. The wounded Mitanni was the first to arrive, and even though she was probably not completely healed, she did a darn good job with walking. Mitanni made her way to the edge of their territory, hidden by bushes and all the cover Phantom Hollow could provide them. Malice smiled at her, but was soon distracted by her leg. She could see the wound still, just like her wound was still visible, but it didn't look infected. Not that she had any knowledge of it whatsoever, she simply knew what an infected wound looked like. Welcome, I hope you feel well. She whispered, not wanting to scare the sick deer away.

But after just a few seconds, the silver girl came also, and it seemed she had already spotted the prey. It looked like a nice and easy meal indeed, and they wouldn't take more than they should. Besides, maybe they would even though the poor creature a favor by killing it. No one liked to be sick. Malice nodded to Silver, but before she could say anything, the new recruit came.

She didn't greet, just simply sat down to await orders. Malice had seen this before, in her former pack, and she now looked like a true soldier. The queen didn't know whether that was intentional or not though. But as soon as she wanted to give the orders, Malice spotted Judas. Her heart jumped, not sure if he was planning on escaping. But after a while of strangely staring at him, she believed he was just here to see them hunt. Perhaps he wanted to join, but Malice was sure Mitanni wouldn't be comfortable with that. She didn't know if the two of them had already spoken about it and if she would be able to forgive him, but for now it was the best he would just wait there. He would get something, for sure, Malice wasn't so cruel as to starve the insane being.

Right, as you can see, that poor creature there is not well. She whispered. I think we'd be doing it a favor by killing it, and we'll be rewarded with a nice meal. The fastest will sneak around at the right and scare the creature this way. I'll go left and one stays here so we can surround it. If you can kill it, do so, I do not want it to suffer, so no dibs on the killing blow. She whispered, explaining her little plan. She had missed giving these kind of orders, it felt good to do it again.

The queen grunted loudly as they all volunteered to go to the back. Were they scared of the deer's front hooves? They needed wolves up front, to bite through the thick hide on it's neck, not teeth marks in it's butt. She was in no way a hunter, not even a little, but she had had her fair share of hunting time. Plus, it didn't really look like the poor creature would even fight back.

She thought that Silver, who seemed pretty though, would actually rather stay here. Silver, please stay here with Issun. She said, nodding as the young warrior approached them. We need wolves at the front more than on it's back. She said. Wat the girl wanted to do was up to her, she was just requesting really. After the pale woman would give her answer, she would nod.

The queen made her way to the left, setting her plan in motion. There, she waited for the others to get into their places, surrounding the sick deer that was going to a better place. She smiled at it. Don't worry, We'll get ya outta here quickly... She whispered to herself, it being aimed at the deer.

As soon as everyone was in their right positions, the young warrior and the silver hunter at her right and the limping woman and the beauty behind the deer, Malice watched the sick deer closely. She moved forwards ever so slightly, making the deer aware of what was going on. It started looking in all directions, but didn't flee just yet. It merely stood up, weak and tired, and stumbled in the direction of Mitanni and Belle.

Now! Malice barked at them, giving a last glance at Issun and Silver before moving protectively at her side of the battle, making sure there was no way for the deer to run.

Everyone knew what to do, and they did it splendidly. The group of moonlit wolves surrounded the poor, sick deer with Belle and Silver biting it's but and Issun and Mitanni looking to bite it's throat. Malice saw how well it was going, and left her position for she didn't see a way for the creature to escape.

She sprinted at it, and as soon as the deer was distracted by Issun's jumping and biting, Malice jumped at it's throat. She tasted blood, not her own luckily, and soon realized the life was slowly ebbing out of the sick creature. She bit harder, the deer almost hanging limp as it fell to the ground, giving some last kicks that everyone could avoid.

She let go as soon as the deer stopped kicking, and hungrily started ripping pieces of meat off the carcass. She swallowed them whole until his belly was full, and then she stepped away to let the rest eat in peace.

When everyone's belly was filled, Malice sat down to lick the blood off herself. There was still some meat left on the carcass, especially on it's legs, but the middle part was as good as done. It seemed they really were hungry. Not wanting the meat to go to waste, Malice ripped off it's leg to take it with her to the caches. Everyone, take what you can back to the hollow. Leave the rest to the birds or the loners that roam here. She commanded, starting to walk back to their home. And with that, everyone left the scene with a chunk of meat and bone in their mouth from their first kill as a group.