Don't mess with this gang of killer wolves!

Sorry if this is out of context, I don't know if there's some sort of eating order or something..

Adrenaline surged through her veins as she chased the large animal. It was up until this point that she had detested the fact of hunting together, it was easier on her own and you didn't have to look out for anyone.  Having no experience in working with the pack, she felt nervous, having to rely on strangers and them rely on her. But the thrill of running alongside others clouded that judgment. 
Snapping at the beast's heels, she enticed it, but careful not to injure herself in the process. It was her instinct to inflict even more pain as she could on it, but that was not the mission. Chase, maim, feast!  She reminded herself. A display of her bloodlust was not what was needed right now.
After her turn was done, and Burke had brung the strong creature down, she licked her chops eager to bite down on the kill. She admired Burke's ability to bring down the moose so quickly, given it's size. But she had the feeling that Burke was stronger than the large animal, by much. Panting, she padded over to the rest of the pack waiting for her turn to feast. She knew that Burke and Meldresi would be the first to eat, and that the rest of them would pick over what was left. It didn't bother her as much as she thought it would, sharing her meal. To think it used to be just barely scraps was horrifying. Her old pack could have shared their kill, she now knew. But they chose not to, leading her to believe that they needed to give to those who actually needed it only. Long gone are those days, she thought to herself as she pulled away a bit of the moose for herself.