Laugh it Up

He sat in silence while Resin nodded in agreement to the injured buck he'd noticed her watching. When another came up, they and their scent were unfamiliar to him. Not another Armada wolf, but he hardly cared. Glancing at her for merely a moment, he was quick to focus back on the buck that limped through the grasses, unsuspecting his imminent death. They'd be doing this buck a favor, and likely the herd too. He was slow and an easy meal for them, but for the herd he was a target. Really, he was just protecting the rest of the herd by distancing himself, like he knew the wolves were watching.

Risen allowed the other wolf to join in the hunt before going over a simple tactic to hunt. He'd be surprised if the buck could make a few fast steps before tumbling, making their hunt even easier than he could have hoped. He nodded in agreement and waited as Resin had for the buck to turn. He too crept through the grasses, keeping on the far side of Resin and the buck to keep it from veering away in case it had more strength than they anticipated. A moment after Resin, he took off from his own hiding spot and began to head for the rear of the buck, angling himself towards it's right side to cut it off in case it tried to bolt the other way.

"Speech!"
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