Cedar Sweep nordstjärna

Once upon a time Rey had been more wary of strangers. Now, though he wasn't, because he knew if it came down to it, he could fight and kill to save himself. He had been able to take care of himself for years now.

Rey bent to the task and smiled at the scent on the wind. It was definitely a larger prey animal, perhaps a fawn had gotten hurt and ran from it's mother. It was with those thoughts in his mind, that he leaned forward and began to stalk.

Whether luck was on their side or not they would wait and see. They couldn't see anything, but Rey followed the scent well, his night vision kicking in. It was with practiced ease he caught sight of the body huddled in the ground. He lowered himself further to the ground, maw dripping. 

He turned and motioned his head at the fawn and the other wolf.