The Tomb of the Forest

Kisu could see the edge of a mountain forming as the creature skipped around in its odd pattern. He was becoming impatient. If the black she-wolf had not appeared, he would have stalked and taken out the animal within a small time-frame; but, here he was, following the beast to an unknown destination.

The grey wolf almost gave up on waiting when he smelled more of its kind. A lot more. He craned his neck to the raven-colored female that was near, and then peered where the scent was coming from. He couldn't yet see the herd, but he knew they were near. The prey seemed suddenly startled and hopped off in the direction of her family and friends. Kisu smiled at the dark one, and sped off in a low crouch. They would both feast soon; Kisu had no intentions of only scouting today.