Redtail Rise The Imaginary

The red-tail watched his hunting partner for their stamp of approval and noticed the flicker of insecurity across their face. Perhaps it was Njord’s venture into fatherhood which had made him more sensitive to seeing emotions in others. The seafarer shot them an encouraging grin, knowing too well what they were feeling. A distant memory – hunting last season with Kigipigak and failing miserably.

Despite this, the dark wolf agreed. Njord bellowed a happy “Aye!” with a little kick in his step.

The doe’s energy visibly waned. They waited for their moment… as the black wolf slowed down, Njord sucked a deep breath in and surged forward. The doe, caught by surprised, staggered and tried to change direction. His red tail wind-milled to adjust his trajectory and he managed to bite down firmly on their quarry’s hind thigh. Locking on the brakes, Njord pulled his body to the earth like dead weight to slow the deer’s momentum and provide a window of  opportunity for his cohort to seize the windpipe.