GOD MORGEN! - PACK HUNT!

Hani let her mind run numb and dull. She let the words turn to action. Her body pumped and worked. She didn't feel it. The water splashed as she moved into the river. She didn't feel it. She was to go at its left flank. She did. She came around it, fangs bared. If no one else was going, she would. Hani tucked her medicinals into her cheek. She lunged, her teeth sinking into the left flank of the doe. Blood spilled over her tongue and mixed with her herbs. She held her drip, blocking off her throat as the blood spilled in her maw, strong, warm, and metallic. She felt it. She tasted it. Hani bit down harder, not wanting to let loose of her catch.