let it snow

(Thoughts Speech)

The wind blew gently across the tawny male's fur as he moved forward with intent to kill. He looked to his sides to make sure that Caed and Eirnan got to their positions quietly and unnoticed, seeing a nod from his love as she darted out to snap at the ewe in front of them. His heart quickened and he felt his claws dig into the ground as the sheep ran at him, before he jumped and snarled heavily, eyes flared out and teeth shown in the most intimidating display he could remember pulling off, his head lowered to add to the menacing look.

The ewe immediately turned and ran the other way along the wall, just as they'd hoped,  crying in pain as it turned on its bad leg to try to run, with what speed it could muster. The snow was now blaring and strong, a heavy downfall that peppered Quinn from the side as he looked at his mate, hopeful. It was all up to his brother now. "Do it, Caed, snap it's neck and bring our meal home!" His mouth watered at the thought as he kept moving forward, pushing the sheep along the wall of ice, towards his brother, the sound of it's feet building his hunger, and the smell... oh that smell. "Intoxicating."