Corvus was a somewhat hesitant hunter overall, but the way their targeted prey seemed to be stirring had given him a good push to act quickly. He did just as she'd directed him, aiming for the group while Kindle veered around them, hoping going unnoticed for at least a short while. Even if they noticed her, they were far more concerned with his sudden charge - and with getting away from him quickly. As expected, the herd seemed to scatter at Kindle's approach, and Corvus felt a surge of pride at how fluidly their plan was working.
Well.. at first. Kindle lunged at the pronghorn they'd picked off, aiming for her neck, and Corvus came in quick at its rear. Angling himself as if to leap onto its back, he reared back and... then something caught his attention. A rustling of bushes could be heard behind her, and though he was acutely aware of the sound it wasn't until the creature made itself known that he realized just how much trouble they might be in. Just as he made to lunge forward, he saw a pair of eyes gleaming from the dim light behind Kindle, and the sight was accompanied by a low growl that couldn't be mistaken for anything canine. Shit. Adrenaline, unlike what he'd been feeling before, suddenly flooded him as he tried to quickly decide what to do.
"Behind you!" Corvus hissed sharply, though before trying to draw her attention away further he lunged for the pronghorn from behind, hoping to send it spinning to the side - and hoping the sudden movement might push Kindle out of the feline's way in the process. Had that creature been stalking their prey, too? Hopefully they weren't interrupting something... because if so, he had a feeling this feline was going to be mad.
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