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Eljay moved to close the gap between himself and his father, and as Elwood watched him approach, Zicorro suddenly came to. Abruptly, while the Beta wasn't paying attention, she took to her feet and stole away -- so when he turned back, the elk was alone. He blinked in confusion, though his gaze fell on her receding red figure long enough to draw his brows together.

"Huh. She must be alright, then," he said with a shrug of his shoulders. What a bizarre turn of events. In any case, there was a dying animal to tend to. There was no way he was going to leave the buck for scavengers to pick apart. Deftly and without feeling, he ended its life with an unceremonious snap of his teeth, then issued instructions to Eljay.

"Can you help me take some of this meat to storage?" he asked, even as he seized its lower leg joint and yanked. With the bone in his mouth, he cast one last glance in the direction that Zicorro had gone, then shuffled towards the nearest cache.