Herbalists' Cache Scars Are My Weapons

Kivi spotted the female just as she gave the signal that she would make a noise. Kivi had positioned herself so that she was directly in front of the herd. She kept her ears alert for the sound the stranger would make. Kivi believed it would be the snap of a twig or something,  but no it seemed her hunting partner liked to go all out.

Out of nowhere a huge thud filled the female's ears, and she looked to see the deer scatter. A doe and it's calf were heading right for the Dotharan wolfess and she prepared herself for the attack. When the timing was right she lunged at the calf's leg. She heard a satisfying snap and knew that the young deer had no chance of escaping now.

Once she heard the calf's leg break she immediately let go and looked to see if the mother would try and defend it's calf and sure enough it did. She left the calf to the stranger who could finish the job while she handled the mother.