Wapun Meadow You can't be late until you show up.

A few quick bites and he felt instantly rejuvenated. He knew the food had not had enough time to settle and begin to fill him, but there was something about knowing that would soon happen that was instantly satisfying. He devoured the windpipe, teeth tearing through the flesh as he dined and ate just enough to lighten his load. He gave the pronghorn a glance as he drew his tongue about his lips. Perhaps it would be lighter still if he removed the head... options.

The crushing of grass underfoot reached his ears first. With a startled growl he lifted and turned to hover protectively over his kill. His fangs pulled back, teeth exposed as he straddled the golden brown body beneath him. For now, the plains deer would keep its head. He had another wolf to deal with. Female. A similar hue to the golden grass that needed a touch more rain to truly thrive. She was easy enough to overlook. But she'd snuck up on him... and that was very much unappreciated.

His ears pinned back as she ventured into conversation. With narrowed eyes, he debated with as to whether or not he wished to lower his guard to humor her or attack outright until she ventured away. He snorted, exhaling sharply so that he might taste her scent. Female. Unclaimed by any local pack. He stared long and hard before he silenced his snarls. His posture remained unchanging however as he barked out his next words. "The fuck did you come from?"