Wapun Meadow Sweet Melody

Soon, the winds would change, and his scent would be revealed to the deer, startling them and causing them to run. But virescent eyes remained locked on to the injured ungulate, and eventually, he sprung from the grasses, snapping jaws meeting the already weakened leg of the creature. It cried out, but Frederick remained strong, planting his paws firmly against the ground. It bucked against him, and the man released as to duck the sharp hooves. Then, it ran, and he followed suit.

Whether Milan would follow after him or remain in the grasses was unknown to him as he chased. When it slowed, he'd latch on. When it sped, he too would run. The other two deer sprinted with all their might, outrunning their weaker comrade. It was unfortunate, but it was what they would have to do to survive. Abandoning those that slowed them down--was that what Adrian had thought?

Frederick wouldn't allow himself to be distracted. Widening his angle, he herded the deer back towards the stream, canine teeth piercing into the back of the creature, small fawn-hued hairs falling upon his nose. The ungulate reared against him, but he held strong. Slowly, it started to struggle, and Frederick was quick to de-latch from the creature's side to its' neck, dragging it down, watching its' eyes go cloudy.

When it fell still, Frederick scanned the meadow for his new friend, calling her over with a loud, echoing 'woof'. He'd wait for her presence before he begun eating.