Hoshor Plains A hunting we will go

Dakarai nodded at her plan and felt his tail slowly sway at the wink tossed his way, She was quite pretty after all. He grinned at her as she headed away, eyes staring at her behind for a few moments longer than he really should have. It seemed that being alone again with no real duties had given him his eye for females back. Olive would always be his love but part of him was beginning to think maybe her pushing him away had been fate after all. 

Crouching down low he felt himself tense, watching her closely as she went for the doe. For a moment the doe went in the wrong direction and he growled deeply with anxiety but Onyx quickly corrected the Doe's path. He waited until the doe was halfway to him and sprung forward, gaining speed as he barrelled toward the doe. As he neared the injured Doe he leapt into the air, jaws parted with a mighty snarl. His form collided with hers and she fell down, injured leg buckling beneath her. He landed on top of the doe and was quick to press down against her, snapping his jaws around her throat. With a quick slash of his fangs he tore her throat out and stepped away to avoid the splatter of blood. 


Turning to Onyx he flashed her a grin "Good job Onyx. Go ahead...ladies first" he said, deep baritone turning into his most polite and gentlemanly tone though he winked at her, his smile growing wider. "The name's Dakarai by the way" he said as an afterthought.