Blackfeather Woods Hunter's Duty

She smiled and nodded in appreciation, then began to sprint across the territory on her long legs. It took a minute, but they soon arrived only 200 feet from the deer. She was shivering with excitement, for even if the deer fled, she would have a hard time escaping more than one wolf, especially Whisper. She stuck her muzzle out towards the female as they neared it, as it was nearly invisible in the thorny bracken. She licked her jowls, already able to taste the blood filling her mouth. She craved the taste of fresh kill, and the satisfying thump of a deer falling. Yes, this would be fun.