Gyrfalcon's Keep When Facing the Wind got Wicked

Apologies for the wait on this! We can wrap up with your next post or mine if you'd like <3

Wren was much faster than he realized. With a well-aimed lunge, she had brought the deer down along with her, crushing its windpipe with her jaws. He'd expected the deer to put up more of a fight, rather than tumbling over like a newborn fawn. In a flash, it was over. He stood and watched as she dropped the limp carcass, then beckoned him over. With a nod, he joined her, examining their trophy. 

That was quick. Were his mumbled words of commendation to her. It was a notable feat to say the least. He flicked an ear and glanced over to her before beginning to tear open their kill. 

When finished, he'd dismember the carcass further. Wren would then get her share and probably be on her way. Unlike her, there would be more work for Tahoe. Under the remaining daylight, he'd have to make a few trips in order to cache the remains of the meal—which would then become his pack's. For now, he enjoyed the time to eat.