Hideaway Strath That's All Right, I Love The Way It Hurts

Hemlocke had not expected to be the one, not at all. He had imagined this hunt going a completely different direction, with him and Derg on either side of the elk's back end and Nyra and Donovan at either side of the front...and with a completely different target, mind you. 

However, as fate made it so, Donovan latched onto the back side of the elk, causing her lower end to sway to the left and buckle downward. Nyra took hold of a front leg, holding it in place so that the elk could not rear up and slam down upon them. Then Derg, grabbing the side of the elk's long neck opposite of Nyra, causing its head to pull to the side. 

Hemlocke was the only one left, only one to make the move and so of course, he did. Springing forth quickly, he rounds up to the front, keeping more to the side Nyra was on. On this side he didn’t need to worry about a leg killing him, on this side the neck was arched to reveal exposed sensitivity whilst Derg was yanking on her. Long hind-legs lifting upwards, the hound's teeth make to wrap around the throat of the creature at the base of her jawline, gripping hard. His back legs lift up, so that he is hanging in the air a few moments, using all his weight to force the elk's head and neck, along with the rest of it, crashing to the ground.