Phantom Hollow Under The Burning Sun We Fight For Our Place
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I think I'm out of posting order, but wanted to keep this moving.

With Belle in place, Mitanni caught the subtle nod the other female gave and released her breath slowly. This was it. No going back now. She turned her attention to the sickly deer, felt her lean body tense expectantly, and mindful of her injured leg stalked forward only a couple more steps.

Malice signalled--unexpectedly loudly--for them to begin. The surprise of the bark shot through her tense frame, and not wanting to lose whatever element of surprise they still had on their sick target, the mottled brown wolf shot forward, giving up her stealth, and noisily confronted the deer.

Barking loudly, trying to spook the sickly creature into turning back, turning around, Mitanni charged forward. Her tail curled, her hackles rose, and her lips exposed threatening fangs, but she didn't dare get close. Instead, she moved with Belle to create a dangerous, noisy wall to prevent the deer from getting through and charged in short rushes toward it in order to herd it back toward the waiting pack.
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RE: Under The Burning Sun We Fight For Our Place - by Mitanni - May 03, 2016, 01:30 PM