Blackfeather Woods Into the woods

Potema pouted at her brother, Damien, as he pushed past her. The princess increased her speed, daring to rise above the grass if only to get ahead of her brother. But neither of them would get the chance to actually hunt a deer, not yet. Burke ran ahead of them, his longer, adult legs bringing him to the herd faster than any of them could manage. Intriguied by what the tank was doing, Potema broke off her race with Damien and trailed after the gray-masked wolf, making sure to follow close but not close enough to disturb him. She knew enough about hunting to never make that mistake.

In a flash, Burke ran ahead and caught a fawn. Potema's ears lowered at its shriek, but the Snow Princess toddled after him just the same. Cicero was quick, getting the fawn to rise from its curled up position, beginning the chase. Potema ran after him, tongue lolling as she raced to catch up to her brother. The ash-dusted pup got closer and closer to the straggling fawn, and saw an opportunity. She struck out, grabbing its hind leg, right at its knee. The princess held fast for a brief moment, but let go, taking a chunk of the fawn with her. Certainly it was slowed now.