Food Time! [Pack Hunt]

Dómari returned to the main pack lands, his stomach growling as he went. He'd tracked a small herd of white tail deer to the southern side of the Vericona Plains, near the river. One of the bucks was injured and bleeding from competing with another male and Dómari did not want to let the opportunity for an easy meal slip by. However, he wasn't going to be able to catch it solo, he knew that. Even though his fox companions insisted the three of them could he just wasn't sure. So he walked back to the center of the territory and let out a howl to see if anyone would join him on a hunt. The howl was bound to alert the deer as well so they'd have to be cautious but he hoped the hormones would keep at least the male deer distracted.