I'm just like you baby, I'm on the HUNT.
01-01-2017, 10:14 PM
Elias ran with purpose, each of his limbs expertly reaching for more ground to cover as he corralled the bison. He saw what Dag saw, the cow's labored breathing and inability to keep up with the rest of her herd. It seemed that with everything happening so fast, the bulls didn't have the mind to protect her as she began to lag behind the stampede.
Elias could feel his lips lubricate around the thick of his teeth as he began to drool in anticipation for a meal to finally fill his stomach. He was a large beast with a fast metabolism, having a full stomach never seemed to last long but it certainly got his blood rushing to think about. Toes stretched as he ran, gripping the knolls to propel him forward with each step until finally he was at the beast's heels. All he needed was the perfect moment to make his jump; once the cow noticed the wolves moving in front of her trajectory and fully cutting her off from the rest of the hear, she stumbled slightly and lost a good amount of her momentum. That is when the beastly wolf kicked against the ground and rocketed himself straight down her side, mouth agape and flinging his excess saliva all over the poor bison.
He felt his teeth drag against the hide of her neck and instinctively clamped down, grabbing a good bit of the meat over her jugular to help him hold on. He was in a dangerous position, though he was completely aware. He swing his back legs away from the cow's, but inevitably he felt the beat of her front hoof against his flank. He growled, but kept his hold.. he only hoped his hunting partners were quick to aid him in the take down. The faster this cow bled out, the fewer kicks he had to endure.
Disclaimer: Elias suffers from schizophrenia and occasionally has violent outbursts.
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