be brave [optional pack hunt]

With jaws tearing at the beast from angles everywhere, it was only a matter of time -- his own muzzle was stained with crimson, and as Star took the last leap towards the beasts' throat, his own teeth would make to grab at its side with more force, hoping to hinder a swinging attack to his smaller (but feisty) but pack mate.

The elk fell -- and with his own sides heaving in a pant from the energy used, his eyes gleamed as they cast over his pack mates, assuring himself no harm had come to any of them in the blur of the attack. Everyone seemed fine, and releasing the air he had held while inspecting this, he gave a nod to the petite Star. "Job well done," he murmured, his muzzle bending down to scoop some blood-stained snow in his jaws to chew on. From here, he would let her decide what to do with the carcass -- as her superior, he could entirely force himself as the first to feast on the meal.. instead, he was far more worried about making sure the pregnant she-wolf, Paarthurnax, gained a fair share to help fuel her own energy.