Whitebark Stream Rushing Waters

Laika yelped as she felt her body being engulfed by the water. She gasped as her head broke the surface again, laughing with delight. She spun in the water and grabbed at Spring's scruff, dragging her under again. Bubbles floated to the surface as she and Spring tussled in the stream for a couple moments before Laika popped her head up again, laughing. But, her laugh was cut short. There, on Phoenix's side of the river, was a doe. Her head was down by the water, drinking from it. Her tail swished back and forth, unaware of the potential danger.

Her mouth closed and her eyes narrow in concentration. Slowly but surely, she slunk out of the water and made her way over, tail still. She waited for Spring before whispering, "Should we go for it?" It was pretty much a rhetorical question for any wolf would say yes! She was pretty sure that Spring knew what to do, so she bunched her muscles, paws tingling with adrenaline.

She leaped, claws scraping at the does side and teeth sinking into the bottom of her shoulder. The deer thrashed and jumped, struggling to get away, but Laika held her to the ground, hind paws scraping the earth with the effort. The doe's head was closer to the ground now as she got all her strength to get away from the two wolves. Laika took advantage of the moment and sprang from her shoulder to the doe's head. She latched her teeth onto her nose and mouth, her claws sinking into the flesh. She had now cut off all air supply and the prey would go down soon. The blood that squirted from the wounds made her mouth water, but Laika held fast, scraping at the deer's chest as she went.