Moonspear Hunters Moon

The herd, now spooked by the assaulting wolves, turned to flee. Leaving the weaker doe behind, who would struggle to catch up. She still had some fight left in her and she wasn't going to make it easy for her attackers. Elentari pushed forward, driving at her. 

Stingray was close. His youthful excitement was obvious. Having not had the chance to get to know him on a personal level, she did not know how much hunting experience he had. But, since he was still young, she took the safe route and cautioned him. "Be bold. Decisive. Beware of the hooves. Do not get kicked." She ended with a serious note. Such a blow had killed many of their kin. The last thing she wished for was the guilt and responsibility of another pack mates injury (or god forbid), death while on her watch.

She snapped at the doe's haunches, skidding out of the way whenever a hind leg kicked out. The added pressure of teeth grazing her hide sent the deer running, seeking escape from the two wolves. So far the plan was working, as the prey headed right towards where Njord and Alaric would be waiting.