Hidden in the Unknown

Circling around the opposite side of the oasis, and keeping tabs on Elias' movements as best he could while doing so, the beast made sure to meld with the shadows as best he could, creeping closer to the water as subtly and silently as possible. The wind was minimal, if almost non existent which was lovely since he was pretty sure one of them would have had their scents carried straight to the doe if it picked up. He settled into position behind one of the smooth red rocks that littered the area, sheltered in the shadow of one of the larger palms, and waited.

His wait was short - suddenly the doe was no longer standing still munching merrily on grass but exploding towards him with the dark form of Elias hot on her heels. He tensed, muscles readying themselves for his attack. He couldn't leap out too soon without risking changing her course. Only once she hit the pool of water did the wolf fly over the rock in a single bound, racing forward as the deer tried to make sense of his sudden appearance. By the time she understood, he was in the water too.

Czernobog leapt upwards, his jaws closing over the doe's muzzle in a firm grip, front legs seeking to wrap around her neck so he could better hold onto her. He didn't quite have a suffocating hold, he needed a better position. He felt the animal begin backing up thrashing her head side to side in an attempt to shake him as she unconsciously drew closer to his newfound hunting partner. Good.