Iktome Plains I Used to Roll the Dice...

Heph set her sights on the other deer, seeing Meylodi lock onto her own target. Leaping forward her own quarry was matching her for speed, but in its panic and inexperience it tried to lose her by darting to the left. The distance still great enough her own adjustment to the course closed their distance further and she lunged forward, hefting all of her weight behind the tackle and wrapping her jaws around the base of its spine even as she used her chest and shoulder to drag them to the ground. It struggled and kicked leaving her with a few blows that would inevitably bruise, but when it stopped struggling she only grinned through bloody teeth at both of their successes. Most of it would be consumed by them, but she felt there was enough for caches and the skins as well.