Otatso Wetlands Let me think about it

Zhavvi stayed low to the ground looking terribly dangerous while she was doing that. Her green eyes almost resembled a cat the way she was prowling. The female had been surprisingly hungry without realizing. She did notice it now when she had a buffet of walking meat before her. She nodded courtly that she understood her uncle. Instantly she sped forward like an arrow from a bow. Her light frame was quick and very flexible. Only the inexperienced hunter already sprinted when she left her uncle which quickly startled the dear. The female cursed but managed to get the running mother and calf. She tried to steer them around but then the mother was close to trampling Zhavvi in the process. Her skills was actually rather pathetic since she never really got to hunt.

Her panting filled the air, luckily she had a crazy stamina and kept following the deer. Her only luck was that the youngster didn't had the stamina she had and it started stumbling. Zhavvi had to dodge some legs again. Risking her life in the process she jumped forward between the calf and mother, the young fawn jumped away in the other direction. Perfect. Zhavvi instantly followed but now she was being hunted by the protective mother who thought she only had to deal with one wolf. Zhavvi needed to keep glancing over her shoulder because she had to keep an eye on the mother but also keep the fawn away from its mother. Definitely not boring. She didn't wish to how for her uncle for help. She would deliver this fawn to him. It was her mission.