Sunspire Mountains gold-digger

Sumayl's companion had managed to get their prize to slow to a pitiful limp, though they had been wearing it down together. Sumayl let out a hefty pant, quick despite it's heaviness, his blood singing with the adrenaline and the thrill of the hunt as his pace slowed, knowing that he did not need to continue to exert himself. It was his turn now, to move in for the kill so they could divvy up their share and enjoy eating like royalty, though most of Sumayl's part would end up going to The Sunspire's caches. Even so, he wasn't about to pass up something of a delicacy as the winter months progressed. Even a few bites would be sating enough for the time being. With a swiftness attributed to his coyote heritage the Ostrega lunged for their prey's throat, teeth finding easy purchase once it toppled over with a pitiful cry that was cut short to a gurgled noise of protest before it ceased to move all together. Sumayl jerked his head back violently, warm blood rushing over his muzzle as he ended it's life and put the ultimate claim upon their prize, a low growl of satisfaction rising in his chest. Certain that it was dead, he released his hold upon it and took a few steps back, head whipping in the direction of the herd. The sounds of a rutting male could no longer be heard, likely their attack having ended his conquest too soon. Ears cupped forth, listening for the sound of approach hoof falls though it was, for the most part, silent. Or as silent as the world could be.

If the herd was wise they had taken off in the opposite direction. After all, there wasn't anything they could do for their fallen. He was food for the wolves. Literally. “I suspect you'll dine like a Queen tonight,” Sumayl told her with a cheeky little grin, which probably looked a bit morbid stained as it was with blood. Sumayl had been right at least: they both would benefit from this catch. “Ladies get first choice of which half they want,” Sumayl told her, gesturing with his muzzle for her to claim the bits and pieces she wanted of it. Only after she had taken her fill, would he claim the bits he wanted to dine upon himself and the pieces he wanted to take back to The Sunspire. All in all, a good haul, he thought, even though he had to share it; but as far as he was concerned if not for her assistance he wouldn't have anything, and considering that he had to work extra hard to prove his worth, especially given his frequent fights with Jace (who was also the Beta, oops) coming back empty handed wasn't exactly something Sumayl deigned to do.