Big Salmon Lake [m] Fresh out of an icky gooey womb

This post got a bit graphic, so I edited a warning into the title/OP.

They closed in on the herd, spooking them into flight. The pair of wolves swiftly singled out a growing fawn and chased it toward the water. Peregrine sat up a little higher to get a better view, his muscles quivering in anticipation. He was so focused on their distant endeavor that he didn't notice the pair of does running right toward him until the very last moment.

They were nearly upon him when he jumped up with a snarl of surprise and dove out of the way. Body crouched and ears pinned, he stared after them... and realized that the chase had caused one of the two to begin delivering a late fawn. Peregrine blinked, then recognized the rare opportunity and gave chase, forgetting about the pair of hunters behind him.

It took all of his strength to catch up to the two does. When he came nearer, one of them made a sharp and rapid turn. He ignored her, letting her escape, and continued to pursue the birthing doe. She was slightly slower for the pain of giving birth on the run, yet no less feisty for it; she aimed a hoof at him which clipped his ear painfully.

With a growling grunt, the Alpha wolf threw himself at her hindquarters, closing his jaws around one of the two legs dangling there. With absolutely feral savagery, he yanked, literally tearing the newborn from its mother. He closed his eyes as blood and other fluids drenched him, clinging to the tiny deer as it hit the ground with a loud thwack! The mother bleated loudly but kept running, leaving a trail of bright red blood as she went.

He could see her slowing and stopping in the distance, whether because she was exhausted or reluctant to give up on her baby. Peregrine kept a jade eye on her as he wiped the warm liquid from his face, then quickly dispatched the squirming fawn.