Redhawk Caldera Listen as the wind blows from across the great divide [m]

The black wolf was grateful that Elwood took and maintained the lead as far as tracking went. Although he was the pack's leader and a master in hunting, he found himself more distracted than usual. He trotted long in the Beta male's wake, sniffing the air and ground occasionally but otherwise focusing more on mental images of his lost son and, alternately, himself standing over a fresh kill, slathered in blood and baying to the heavens in his son's memory (not unlike Tarzan vs. Sabor). It gave him an adrenaline rush but shot his focus.

But that all changed when Peregrine actually saw the deer. He froze beside Elwood, scanning the four possible victims. He selected the third, a pregnant doe. The buck would be more defensive on her behalf, yet the doe herself would be slow. Not to mention the bonus kill. The Alpha male licked his lips, thinking nothing of killing another baby in his baby's name. That was the circle of life, bitches.

He assumed the lead now, motioning for Elwood to hunker down beside him. It was just the two of them, so they needed a strategic plan of action before doing anything. "How about this," he proposed after a few moments of thoughtful observation, jade eyes finding his friend's bright yellow gaze. "You go out there and swing wide around to their other side. Then rush them in this direction, getting them to scatter. Focus on distracting the buck in particular but don't get close enough to get hurt. Meanwhile, I'll be waiting right here to ambush the pregnant doe." His ears twitched, hoping his fellow Gamekeeper liked the plan and his role in it.