Racing Blood [Sirius]

With Bast keeping watch, Sirius would settle next to his hunting partner. He slid his claws from their sheaths, and looked to where Domari had pointed. Wordlessly, he got to it, making the cuts around the legs as indicated. He would pierce the flesh, and then slide his claws across the skin, parting the flesh easily with the sharp, feline claws.

As he did so, he would occasionally look up to see what Domari was doing, and take note of the way he used his fangs to accomplish similar work. The paid worked surprisingly well together, and well Bast watched outwardly, the other wolfs creatures would shift the kill this way and that to utilise the wolf's fangs to the best of their ability.

Once he was done with his cuts, he stood back, giving the hunter ample room. “What’s next?” he asked.