Whitebark Stream Rushing Waters

Laika growled in frustration as a hoof snagged her fur, burning for just a split second. Her jaws locked down on the deers's face harder, squeezing shut with all her might. Finally, after minutes more of struggling and blood, the deer collapsed to the ground. 

With a huff of triumph, Laika let the deer slide from her jaws and raised her head, glancing over at Spring with a smile. Her tail wagged as she glanced back down at their kill, her stomach rumbling. She forced her stomach to quiet down, telling herself she could eat once the food cache was full. 

She turned to Spring. "That was awesome!" She exclaimed, enlightened but he fact they had caught a deer. The deer population had been scarce during winter, but now that spring was around, there were and abundance of them.