What's for Breakfast?

*Alarik* · 07-02-2017, 09:38 AM

The wedge strategy was working just as he'd hoped it would. The herd tried to scatter at first, but were soon forced back toward the middle as the two hunters closed in. Some of the fastest and most nimble escaped out the top of the wedge, but that was alright. Alarik and Pyralis both knew the real targets would make themselves known soon enough. He continued to sprint, his muscles beginning to burn from the effort but the young man relished in the feeling. It was all part of the excitement of the hunt.

The predators closed in further, effectively thinning out the herd and before long he could see a few fawns toward the center. The parent antelopes stayed close to them for now, but that made them slower. As the pressure intensified, they decided it was more prudent to stay alive themselves than to die protecting the weaker, younger creatures. Alarik looked across at Pyralis, and her eyes met his. They were definitely on the same page.

Putting everything he had into one more burst of speed, Alarik worked with Pyralis to fully close off the wedge, running right alongside the fawns. He kept his senses on high alert as the time for the killing blow drew nearer.

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