Three is Company, Seven is a Crowd

The chorus of coyote calls was growing louder and Natha did her best to eat faster. Already there were crows starting to amass, also content on eating from the kill. Crows she could tolerate, coyotes she could not. They would chase her off the kill well before she was able to fill her belly and that wouldn't do.

And then the coyotes were there. Four of them moving swiftly towards her, their hackles raised. Shit, shit, and double shit. She placed herself over the kill, her fur on end and a low, eerie yowl of warning slipping from her throat as she tried to make herself look as big as possible. It was then that a wolf suddenly appeared between her and the coyotes. A potential ally?

She leapt over the deer to stand next to the wolf. "If you help me with these coyotes, I will gladly share my kill." She didn't get the chance to hear an answer as the coyotes attacked, two diving toward the strange wolf and two more for her. The male coyote dove for her throat but with a deft leap Natha leapt over the first coyote and landed on the back of the second, the force of the impact shoving it to the ground.