The scent of blood was subtle, a hint on the wind that lured Marrow along the mountain path. There was a wounded mountain goat somewhere up the mountain side… if she could just locate it. Her pale eyes searched the mountainside, ears twitch at the sound of horns clashing. The autumn rut was sending a number of prey animals into a frenzy. It made her salivate just thinking of all the prey she could potentially kill. Though a lone wolf she had a few advantages that made solo hunting possible, though partners were obviously preferable.

Marrow flexed her toes, cat claws flicking in and out as she caught site of a small herd of mountain goats several dozen feet up the mountain. She spied an injured male, noting the blood that stained his white fur. Excellent. She licked her lips as she debated the best approach.

The sharp caw of her albino raven split the mountain air as it circled above, its pale feathers catching the sunlight like a ghostly beacon. Inferna glanced upward, her pink eyes narrowing against the brightness, before focusing back on the scent trail she'd been following. Blood. Her heart quickened at the promise of prey.

"Easy," she murmured to her wolverine, whose powerful body tensed beside her. The creature snorted softly, its nose twitching in the crisp autumn air, already scenting the same prey that had drawn Inferna here.

Inferna's floppy ears twitched, catching the distant clash of horns. Her stomach growled at the thought of fresh meat. Movement above her caught her attention and she spotted the goats - one limping, its side streaked in crimson. She narrowed her gaze, calculating the steep terrain. The wolverine growled low, eager for the chase, but Inferna stilled it with a soft touch of her paw.

"Not yet," she whispered, scanning for the best angle of attack. It was then that her gaze fell upon another figure, another pale wolf crouched on the mountainside. Inferna stiffened, her curiosity mingling with caution. She didn't speak, not yet. Instead, she waited, watching the stranger and gauging her intent. Perhaps they could pinch the goat together?

"Speech" - Thoughts

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Above her, her crow companion called out, the white bird circling a little ways away. There was another hunting. Marrow's ears flicked up, eyes scouting until she saw an albino woman not too far off. Her companion cawed, seeking the attention of the albino raven in the sky. Marrow met the woman's eyes and she gave a little nod of greeting before slinking closer. The benefit of having such cat-like paws meant she could stalk over the mountain side without risking her claws striking rock and alerting their prey to her movements. "Are you after the wounded goat?" she whispered. "We can share. Let me get above it and I can drive it down toward you. Then we both can feast."

With her plan delivered Marrow began stalking toward the herd, giving them a reasonably wide berth as she sought to get above the heard. Her crow lingered where she had been, flying a different directly and heading toward the herd to act as a distraction if needed. The goats didn't pay much mind to the scavenger and instead continued their activities. When Marrow was at last in position, she looked to her crow who cawed out loudly. At that moment she leapt down, powerful shoulders absorbing the shock as she raced toward the goats. At first they didn't seem to notice til one bleated out loudly and the herd went scattering. Marrow ignored the well creatures, instead focusing on the wounded male. He dodged to the left but with a sharp turn, her tail flagging out behind her, she was able to get above it and force it down the mountain side.

The young wolfdog was excited, her tail swaying slightly as the other woman approached her. Another white-coated wolf with a white coated bird? She couldn't help but stare at her in a bit of awe. She gave a nod of her own once Marrow revealed the plan, hunting was always easier with another.

Her albino raven flapped down to perch on a nearby boulder, its beady red eyes glinting as it watched Marrow move into position. Below, Inferna crouched lower, muscles coiling with anticipation as she prepared to intercept.

"I got this," she murmured to herself, her voice barely more than a breath. The wolverine beside her sniffed the air, claws scraping softly against a rock as it shifted beside her, eager for action.

Inferna's ears perked at the sharp caw of Marrow's crow, followed by the thunder of hooves scattering across the mountainside. Her heart raced as the herd moved in a frenzy, and then she saw the injured goat stumbling down the slope, forced there by Marrow's calculated attack. Inferna's raven launched into the air, swooping toward the goats and causing them to veer away from her position, leaving the wounded male isolated.

The goat stumbled again, its injured leg wobbling on uneven terrain. Inferna sprang into motion then, her pale form flashing as she surged forward. The wolverine raced beside her, a fierce snarl erupting from its throat as they both closed in on their prey. In an instant, the wolfdog latched on to her prey, her jaws finding themselves tightly clenched down around the goat's throat. Her wolverine worked on the injured leg simultaneously, as they both worked to bring it down.

"Speech"