He held tight with his grip even when Cloud whipped around and joined him and bringing the nanny down. He wasn't really expecting the method that Cloud used, slamming into the butt end of the animal. Frost heard the crack of the goats leg and did his best to fallow the movements of the animal as Cloud slammed into it, keeping his hold on the throat to try and quickly kill the animal. It had vary little chance to cry with the death grip he had on the throat. Once the animal was down Frost waited until the body grew lifeless before he released his grip. The younger male was happy, his tail thumping on the ground in celebration of their success. Frostbite grinned and wagged his own tail in return.
"Yes we did a quick and efficient job of it too," he said.
Looking down at the nanny Frost was satisfied with the kill they had made. Now it was time to split the kill and find out who his hunting buddy today is.
