The Bracken Woods chapter let it be

this month is killin me! Mind if we wrap this in a few? Gonna roll for slowing target down - success!

As Uriel went one way, Kiwi went the other, keeping careful watch.  It went smoothly... the herd did not scatter until they wanted them to, and as they did, the two wolves took positions meant to drive their quarry askance.

Once the deer was separated, Kiwi tracked the movement of her hunting partner, then struck.  Her teeth found grip on the stag's hindquarters and she dug in, feeling the muscles tense in her jaws as the creature bellowed.  Instantly she tore to the side and leapt away as the hooves struck out towards her... catching only air.  Grinning with a feral intensity as the scent of blood compelled her, she made for her next attack, knowing they could wear their prey down.