Food Time! [Pack Hunt]

As he took in the small bunch of deer Domari showed them, he frowned in concentration until he marked the injured buck and nodded to himself. As Domari prompted him, he turned and loped southward, circling around far enough that he wouldn’t spook the deer before it was time.

The next few minutes were one of waiting and watching for the deer. His ears were perked sharply, listening for the drum of hooves. There. He spotted the deer as they fled the two wolves that coursed after them. The dear in the lead he gave a low bark, and they parted around him, leaving their injured brother behind.

Cairo coiled himself low to the ground, running through the memories of stories Aurielle told him about her father hunting bucks solo. Something about grabbing the antler and swinging?

The singular set of hooves bounded falteringly closer, and he bolted forward as he judged the time to be right. The buck snorted and balked as the chocolate splotched wolf popped out of the grass in front of it and Cairo wavered slightly, cutting back and forth as the buck tried to bolt around him. But it gave his hunting partners time to catch up as he bided his time.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think