Stone Circle A girl worth fighting for

Hawthorne was not too surprised that the cub would believe him and just walk towards the border. It would be easier to snag her away as the wolves would be further away from him most of the time. Hawthorne watched the pup grow more suspicious. Slowly the other quirked up his lips into a mean grin. 

"Too late," he stated and lunged at the pup with his jaws open. He wouldn't want to have his snack get away from him. Now he could just swiftly kill her before any adult would be suspicious and would come looking for her. If she would make a sound it might not be heard as well. Hawthorne was full of himself so he didn't think this attack could go wrong. He was convinced the pup was still rather weak and not fast at running.