Hey, did we order this dinner to go?

Scrambling along the mountain path, Chaos cursed loudly and fluently at the mountain sheep climbing nimbly below him. He had almost had it! A gash in her rear leg and a slight hesitation as she leaped showed where he had caught the ewe from an ambush, but she'd kicked the shit out of jaw and he'd let go by reflex, letting her scramble to the relative safety of the pathless mountainside below him. Heecha and Sgili dove at the ewe's head to keep her from getting away completely, but they had to continuously peel off to keep from hitting the mountainside as they harried her.

A growl of frustration issued from between now-clenched teeth. Well, if he wanted to get a meal out of this apparently he'd need to call for help after all. Well, that's what having a pack was for, wasn't it. Keeping his gaze on the sheep he howled for the pack, inviting (rather pricklishly) anyone who wanted a meal to give him a hand with the rather uncooperative entree.