cooking up a dream

He hadn't expected it, but supposed it was par for course the way the elk seemed to fan out and scatter away from Cara. Their two-wolf team was perhaps not enough to keep the entire herd into control. He lingered momentarily to see if she would come out successful at keeping the corralled when her call for assistance reached his ears. If not for the expenditure of energy he found himself putting forth, he would have sighed even in light of the fact that the elk doing what came naturally was out of their control.

He picked up speed along the flat terrain, moving in to join Cara from the turning side of the elk. It was there that Mordecai gave one doe more than she bargained for, taking his aggression on out her in a swift tear at her flank. It was more than enough to right part of the herd in the way they wanted to go, but not entirely. The pair of wolves were left to drive them wherever else they could go, but he felt he could settle for something off center of their mark.