Sweat, Baby, Sweat

Cloud kept his eyes trained on the ewe ahead of him, the male getting just close enough to almost close enough to take a bite, but not close enough. The female that blended with the landscape had gotten closer, managing to nip at the ewe's neck for a moment before being forced to release. Cloud put on his brakes so as not to crash into the other two, slipping onto his rump for a split moment as he scrambled back to his paws. This mountain was certainly hard to hunt on, but he enjoyed the challenge.

The tang of fresh blood in the air made his senses tingle, and somewhere in his subconscious...it waited. "Blood...kill the beast! Tear it apart! Rip its limbs off!" Cloud shook his head as if he were trying desperately to get rid of a bothersome fly. He couldn't lose control, not here. Not now. Dual toned gaze squeezed shut for a quick moment, opening again when he heard a crack and when he opened them, spotted the younger girl go tumbling down the slope. He winced as he briefly watched her fall, and while he wanted to help her, he didn't think he could right now. If he tried, then they would lose the ewe. It was gaining round quicker then them, and as he stood there fighting with what to do, he saw the young girl get back on her feet.

At least she wasn't knocked out. If she had been, Cloud would have been inclined to abandon the hunt to check on her, but as it was, she seemed able enough to make her way back towards him and the other woman, no matter how slow.

Turning sharply around, Cloud dug his claws into the earth and pulled himself up the hillside, the steep slope making him put in more effort into this hunt then any he had before, but he would keep going no matter how tired he got! Rocks and stones slipped out from under him, sending the young male to the ground on a few occasions, but it wouldn't stop him. He drew closer to the ewe, but instead of chasing after her, he decided to climb higher until he was able to find a narrow path. Once there, Cloud ran as fast as he dared, careful to keep his feet from slipping out from under him. He was somewhat on level ground, but at any moment he could go tumbling like the yearling had. He sought to cut the ewe off from being able to go higher, and as she neared him, she bleated with fright when she realized she could no longer go up. Cloud took the opportunity to charge at her, managing to get a grip on her shoulder, but not good enough.

In a panic, the Ewe turned sharply towards him and threw her head back, her horn catching his face. Yelping with pain and surprise, he let go of his target, stumbling back onto the path as he shook his head again to try and clear the headache and dizziness that threatened to overtake him. He felt warmth seep through his fur, but for the moment he ignored the pain that throbbed over his left eye to try and continue the hunt. At this point, the Ewe was bleeding in two places now, wearing down and confused as to what direction it could take to get away...hopefully, the other two women might have better luck.