The hint of something grey and white over the grassess and through the metal husks of old creations caught his attention. He moved slowly forward, a predator through the grass. Looking for the scent of the creatures his eyes had caught first. He angled to where the wind would blow him the scent, and after a little bit of circling, he caught it. It wasn’t something he was familiar with. It wasn’t deer, it was almost like horse, but…. Wrong.

Curiosity compelled him forward as he sought his prey, hunting through the long grass as he tracked down the animal. He didn’t have a name for it, but he didn’t need a name to kill it.

Meidum prey animal: Wild Ass 1/3


"Speech"

The trinkets around here were curious. He'll drag his little kitten up here at some point and see what she can make of it. Perhaps they'll give him an edge to help create his army or help his return home.

The scent of the male he had come across before and the hint of wild ass drifted over the soft wind to him. Stronger than the sharp smells of metal and gunpowder. He had hunted one of those before in the homeland.

He found the flame-marked male again and nodded to him. They could team up again for this catch.
"Wild Ass are fuckers. More feisty than horses." He grumbled quietly.

Flare once again caught the scent of another wolf, only this time it was familiar to him. He glanced over, and sure enough, the brown male he had hunted with once before was there. Good. He already knew he could work with this wolf, which he couldn't say for many.

He twitched a small smile as the other wolf accidentally gave him the name of what they hunted. He filed the knowledge away, and gave no indication that it was new to him. “Indeed.” He agreed, making note that they would be a difficult thing to catch. “Herd one towards me?” He suggested, voice soft. Since this wolf clearly knew what they were dealing with, he actually waited this time. Giving him a moment to agree to the plan or not.


Meidum prey animal: Wild Ass 2/3


"Speech"

He regarded the other curiously, to herd an ass one would need more than the two of them. They needed to be quick and slice its throat before it had time to react. If only he had his sharpened bronze claws with him, it would be easy for him. He eyed the long fangs on this male and decided he would be best to take the throat.

He shook his head. "Quick and fast. Won't herd, it'll just fight. You take the throat as fast as you can get it once its range. I'll grab a hoof to keep it from kicking you. Surprise attack together." He replied leaning in. These bastards were hard to take on and typically proved a challenge.

He slunk toward the ornery colt. Perhaps a year or two old. Ready to launch as soon at the other saw he could grab it.

Flare considered the wolves words, and decided they made sense. He had after all already decided it would be wise to take the advice of the other. He nodded his wood, making his agreement. The brown wolf already started to slink, and Flare was quick to follow.

They moved quietly for as long as they were able to. Once they were close enough, he launched himself forward. Heading for its throat, even as he knew Ultry would be going for its leg.

He found its throat with his fangs, and it let out an awful braying noise. Flicking his ears in protest, he was grateful when he felt the weight of the other wolf hit the ass. He dug into its throat, and felt its life blood leaking free. It thrashed, heavy and difficult to manage until at last his strike on its neck weakened it so much it couldn’t fight any longer. It collapsed on the ground, and Flare nodded towards the other. Inviting him to take the killing blow.


Medium prey animal: Wild Ass 3/3


"Speech"

They waited together in silence, slowly slinking forward. A half breath after Flare launched at the ass Ultyr was on the front leg that it was about raise to fight the dark wolf off its throat.

He pulled the hoof back so it was forced to keep one on the ground and he shook it trying to dislocate the joints and keep away from any back leg kicks to the face.

Then it slumped to the ground, choking and braying grotesquely. The other male nodded for him to take the killing blow! He did not hesitate and tore at its throat until it expired. He panted with elation soaked in blood!