Wild Berry Meadow Phat Bellies

Sorry for leaving this hanging for so long! I was struggling.

Tulimaq's attention shifted between the deer as they crept, and the scent of the wolf that he knew was growing stronger. He didn't move because he didn't want to startle the targets, but he was mindful of the presence all the same. If he was to hunt, he would need help — and if there were more wolves here than just himself, the chances were good they could work together. It would take some co-operation, and that would be difficult if he couldn't even find the other wolf. Tulimaq watched as the deer moved along and when he thought he saw an opening, he crept between the foliage until he thought the deer had noticed. He froze, a deer turned their head, but then went back to grazing. He gave a few quick glances around for clues and saw a flash of white behind a shock of purple-tinted spines of a nearby bush and, quietly as he could muster, he called out with a lowly boof.