Wapun Meadow daughter of gaea

Palisander moved through the undergrowth with making as little noise as possible. The black and tan wolf watched Isley and what direction she was moving the pronghorn female towards. Palisander expected her to at least drive it in his direction, which she did. What a team work! It made him grin. The male traveled quietly with them. Instead of expecting Isley to do all the work in driving the animal towards him he was flexible to change course with them while staying hidden.

Once the doe was close enough Palisander exposed himself from his cover, lining up right next to the head of the animal. It only took a small jump to the side to clamp his jaws around her neck. Palisander had about the same weight as this female and pushed his paws into the ground for more grip. His jaw locking and not letting go until the deer was dead. The deer's legs were kicking and he made sure to keep most of his body away from those kicking legs. As he expected this would be a perfect meal for the both of them. The animal slowly suffocated, along with further wounds Isley might inflict on her. Palisander didn't really keep an eye on that.

The animal died between his jaws and let her go. Blood staining his white muzzle by now from the blood leaking out of her wounds. Palisander didn't wait a second before ripping open the softer tissue of her belly to start feasting on the delicious organs. However the male was thoughtful enough to rip open the hole enough so both their heads could get to the soft and nutritious part of the animal.