Blacktail Deer Plateau the meaning of life

Shale utters a single word and Raid's gone, streaking out of the woods in a blur of charcoal and chocolate. She doesn't want to disappoint her packmates and so, grits her teeth and gives it all her. The pungent smell of fear is all she can smell as she streaks forward, muscles working furiously as the doe attempts to flee but finds herself trapped between two wolves. There is a thrill in hunting, Raid realises, and a grin tugs sharply on her mouth as Shale leaps, claws scraping flesh as he clings on. The doe fights back and he falls, but the damage is done and blood - crimson red and shining in Raid's eyes spills fast.

Raid swerves, nipping at the doe's ankles before leaping out of the way before any damage can be done to herself. It's risky, she knows, but she's faster than most and escapes easily. Sunny is somewhere ahead and yes, she sees him darting out...and the doe falls. Raid pushes forwards, jaws wide and snapping as she attempts to keep the doe down long enough for either Shale or Sunny to complete the killing blow.