Racing Blood [Sirius]

Dómari eyed the deer that grazed the Algoma Prairie. It was an excellent place to hunt and with autumn in full swing and winter not far behind Dómari was determined to make himself useful. Of course hunting deer solo was a risky and difficult affair. There did seem to be a doe with some sort of cough. For the moment she was his target. On either side of him rested his companions, a black fox and a white fox. They could help herd to a certain extent but they were too small to really help bring down prey of this size. Dómari continued to watch the deer as he tried to work out a strategy to hunt them. If he could herd them east toward the inlet he might be able to cut them off and in the mad scramble to shift directions he might be able to corner her.