Wandering a Nightmare

Gah, sorry for the crummy post. Muse issue and such. "orz

When the threat had left the pale man, it seemed to finally make the situation apparent to the trespasser. She had crossed into land owned by those who had already stolen away one of her pack mates, and then she attempted to stand up, by herself, against those belonging to the Brotherhood. It was utterly foolish, to Kove, making him more than happy to follow suit as the hunt began. She was like a deer, in the aspect that she'd been smart enough to run, but hadn't been as smart as those moronic beasts could sometimes be. They could hide away, fight back, and sometimes even escape the jaws of a wolf, but the woman running now would not be so lucky. She was welcome to try, of course, but what good could that possibly do? She was outnumbered, one to four, though that didn't really matter. Slade alone could have easily killed her before any of them arrived, but lucky for them, he hadn't. Now the shadows and ghosts of the woods would be able to have some fun with the other lupine.

Kove trailed after the Creek wolf and other Blackfeather members, pushing his legs to go at a reasonably pace for a hunt. He had been the last to allow his legs to go, to move him forward, but wasted no time with catching up to the others. What was to become of the woman was a mystery, but still an exciting thought. Ideas of what would happen popped into his mind every once in awhile as he ran, but none seemed all too appealing, and some not so realistic. Either way, he was still excited by it, by the chase, the hunt, and eventually, the kill.