Blacktail Deer Plateau PACK HUNT: Prancer was Good Eatin'

With the muffled sound of Blue and Dante's concern barks ringing behind him, the silver Ollivander wondered if the ugly incident had put a stop to the hunt. He hesitated to let go of the doe, who continued to buck and kick but each time with a decreasing intensity.
Thankfully, instinct had reigned over his concern.

The blur of grey that Finn awknowledged as his friend, Dante, poised himself in front of the trashing animal, delivering a crucial blow that made the animal quickly lose it's balance.Inmediately Finn stepped away from the animal's rear only to hover aggresively over the other extreme (the head) now.

In a matter of seconds, both males were toppled over the helpless creature, the Ollivander's teeth latched around the base of its neck in an attempt to suffocate it.
Their hunt, as rewarding as it would be, had come with a high price.
One that Blue would have the scary task to determine.
Recieving a blow to the head was not a small injury -- a contusion or shattered cranium was not the only worst case scenario..