The herd was quick and wellfed. With the advantage that Keith had stupidly given them, they easily evaded the hunter. Kaname snarled, pressing speed. If he couldn't catch one, he could at least mark one for later. The dark wolf lashed out at one of the young bucks, fangs tearing into his haunch. The buck screamed, kicking out. Jumping back to avoid injury, he let the deer go, licking the blood off of his mouth. He would track them later.
He turned to his packmate, who panted over a small fawn. The assassin snarled, striding over to the young male. "You idiot!" he hissed. "What were you doing?! We could have brought something bigger down instead of that scrawny thing." He kicked at the carcass with disdain. "Don't look so smug. Like that is going to feed anyone."