Coyote Ugly

Mæva settled in the prairie which was quickly becoming he favorite spot to hang out. They were finally in the region they were going to be living in and she had to admit she was impressed with the prairie as a nearby hunting territory. As clouds drifted through the gray winter sky she fantasized about hunting buffalo and deer and antelope. She could almost smell it now…

Wait. Mæva scented the air and caught the distinct smell of deer. She followed her nose to a half-eaten kill that was being picked at by coyotes. Hmm… if she was quick, maybe she could steal a piece. It would be good practice of her stalking and reflexes either way. She slinked forward, moving through the dry grasses but just as she was about to bound forward one of the coyotes saw her. It snarled and charged, followed swiftly by its mate. Two other coyotes hung back by the kill.