Blacktail Deer Plateau in hearts we are guaranteed a victory

Fade on your next post maybe? @_@

The doe came down, freeing Mordecai from the grip he had to land safely somewhere himself. Once his feet had hit the ground he had spun around to strike himself. Dante had made the probable fatal blow at that point in his eyes; the thrashing of the doe was dwindling steadily. Briefly he grew his gaze to his leader, only to sweep it out and spy out the other wolves in their grouping. It was only then that their natural pecking order of sorts would stir to life, as Mordecai had begun eyeing them to steer them clear of the kill. Though he wanted a good piece of it for himself, he knew better than to jump order and let Dante begin.