Paw prints of my Ancestors

His silent communication was understood, and Thorne moved past him to the best place to start an ambush. She managed to move much closer to the unsuspecting animals than he would have been able to, and as she made her move he did the same. The first large rodent was spooked and came crashing towards him with wild eyes, with only a bit of effort he came between the capybara and it’s intended escape rout. His long limbs closed the distance between them and with those long limbs surrounded the creature and move to bite at its vulnerable neck. Within a few moments the animal was dead and his mouth filled with its lifeblood.

He let the creature sink down into the water between his paws as he brought his pale blue gaze up to see Thorne as successful as he was. There would be plenty of meat between them. He smiled in their success. ”You’re quite the talented hunter,” He commented before taking his own catch into his jaws and returning to dry land. He’d let the carcass fall to the earth before following it himself, eager to dig into a well earned meal.