Hoshor Plains No one needs to hear your words...

Of course!

Lowering his hips and shoulders, the brute began slinking carfully towards the buffalo. He made sure his breath was steady and that his movements were unhurried —  'Easy does it Āzon, easy does it...', we wouldn't want to scare off the prey afterall. A particularly easy target was spotted, it was younger than the rest and separated from the group by a few feet. 'An easy catch' he thought. All that needed to be done was to inch closer and then....

Then came pawsteps from nearby, which were followed by stares from the entire herd in Āzon's direction. 

As soon as the brute had been noticed, the herd scattered away quickly — including his target. "Son'o'va bitch!" He cursed out loud in frustration and stomped a paw on the soggy ground with gritted teeth. Yet another failed hunting attempt, but caused by what He? It surely couldn't be Āzon...

A turn of the head about his surroundings and surley enough, there was a strange she wolf that stood a couple feet from him. He spoke nothing and only stared back at them with a narrowed, odd-colored eyes that met their own olive gaze. Silently questioning where'd she had come from and why they were watching him in the first place....