blooding the hounds of hell - round six

Pearl was happily running along with the elk, still spurring them on, when she decided that it was enough and turned back to help with their kill. As she was racing back to the real action, there was the scent of fear coming from not only the doe, but from Lasher's children. She whipped her sights from the injured doe and saw the strong Beta lying on the ground with one of his sons beside him. When she turned back around, there was Dante, backing up with a blood-soaked muzzle. The doe looked in terrible shape, with part of her throat torn open, scared out her mind in pain. 

Without thinking, Pearl charged ahead, a blaze of white, she jumped and soared by the wounded female, managing to sink her teeth into the bloodied flesh, and swinging with all the force she had built up while running. A spurt of blood came at her eyes, as her jaws had ripped out a chunk of the neck. Temporary blinded, she let go and rolled on the ground, blinking away blood. She got up to her feet and moved away. She didn't know if it was almost dead or not, but judging by the blood streaming out of the wound, it soon would be. Pearl looked worriedly to Lasher, than back at Dante for a signal, or approval.