so this is it.
10-19-2016, 08:32 AM
She eyed the other wolf as she slunk around in the direction she'd mentioned. It wasn't long before Fortune got into position and then took off like a ball from a cannon. Faite crouched and was prepared to spring. Before she knew it the ewe and Fortune came closer and Faite shot from her own hiding place to head off the old sheep. She raced towards it with her body low to the ground. Her head lowered as she flung herself at it to try and make it stumble. Her shoulder collided with its left shoulder and her own jaws clasped around its head to get a good hold. She wanted to control it so Fortune could move in and make the killing blow before it could get a fighting chance. She wanted to avoid the painful horns and the sharp hooves. With enough luck it would stumble underneath her weight (not that she had enough weight to throw) and make a fatal mistake so her hunting companion could kill it with ease. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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