The Story Of Life [PACK HUNT]

He felt pleased that Bindi had listened and changed around the teams. He failed to notice that she wasn't particularly pleased at the arrangements. As the teams set off, stalking from the starting position to their various places that they needed to be, he stayed close by the Raissa. All he wanted to do was attempt to make puppies but, if any were to come to fruit, they required food. Now was feeding time later would be puppy making times.

They arrived in position and FitzDutiful had to fight to keep his attention on the hunt instead of on Raissa. At some points he wished she had stayed behind, out of trouble, while the pack did their duties. But then the reprimanded himself, wondering if it was unreasonable to expect a female to do such things.

Finally the bark went up. FitzDutiful sprang to attention, hoping the wind wouldn't change. He had only just positioned her out of his immediate line of smell. He waited for Tempest and Copper to chase away most of the herd, keeping back and out of the way as they moved the majority off.

He tried to keep his eyes out for the one that was left, waiting until Bindi and Jensen attacked before launching himself on the rump of the Caribou. It was a dangerous position and FitzDutiful was almost hit by a hoof. He prayed Raissa would take the killing shot soon before one of these legs did connect.