Hushed Willows Don't let them them steal your light

Kunik watched the deer with rapt attention, watching as it ambled about in the throes of agony. It's eyes were glazed with pain and every now and again it would grunt with pain as it struggled to move. The bites looked to her like wolverine markings, the deer had probably managed to get away after getting bitten but it would die soon even if she hadn't come for it. It would be a kindness to kill the pained creature.

Hoping that Grace was ready, Kunik sprung when she saw an opening. Her body stretched out as she ran, her ears flat to streamline herself. The deer turned, having heard her paws hitting the ground seeing as she made no effort to be quiet. Its eyes widened in panic as it turned, limping as it ran across the clearing. 

Kunik soon caught up, she was a fast wolf and the deer was no match for her with its old age and its hobble. She nipped at its haunches as she ran, herding it in Grace's direction. Once close enough she jumped up, digging her pearly teeth into its underbelly and causing it to bleat in pain. It stumbled, slowing and giving Grace the perfect opportunity to dispatch it.