Panther Park I am that technology now.

AW, but maybe @Mag ? :o <3

Mahler had shown Anslem the importance of noting sickly scents a few weeks earlier, so when Anselm came across a waft of familiar odor it halted him in his tracks.

The meandering scent carried far over fen -- before long Anselm was in Panther Park's generously sweeping locale. His persistence paid off in the form of the owner of said scent collapsed in the reeds; an older buck with his head pulled to his hind legs in rest. Anselm sniffed gingerly before approaching -- he was young still and no match for even a weakened buck.

But another scent braided its way into the atmosphere, which told Anselm this creature breathed no longer. Thrilled with his find Anselm begun the puncture-and-pull ritual of his kin, eating with gusto.