Dinner time

The sentinel's happy personality was infectious and Drachen was not used to wolves of higher rank being so open during planning. In his old pack it was either follow their lead or get out of the way, even if their plan would cause potential harm to the subordinates. It was certainly a refreshing change, one that made paying off his debt even easier than he thought before he arrived here. Cairo commented on the scent of the buck and Drachen nodded in agreement when he said it was an older buck so it wouldn't mess with the health of the hoof stock much. The buck was probably just leaving its prime and soon a younger stronger buck would challenge and take its place come Spring. Drachen scanned over Cairo when the younger male offered to let him pick which role he wanted, taking in the male's heavier size and armor clad body. He didn't know how heavy that armor was but he figured just the extra weight would make the Sentinel have to spend extra energy in the chase. Drachen was the same height but had a less bulky frame than the Sentinel, perfect for the chase. "I'll take the chase and leave the honor of the take down to you." He rumbled happily in his soft tones, his sand tipped tail wagged softly behind him.

Once they were in agreement, Drachen set off after the tracks, his pace swift and graceful as he trotted along with his brown nose to the ground. It wasn't long before the black and tan male slowed to a stop and crouched in the grass when he heard the hooves and snorts of the deer ahead. Quickly his oceanic blue eyes found the large older buck near the edge of the herd, the animal a quick an impressive size and would make a nice meal for the pack. His pink tongue swiped over his sand colored lips in anticipation before he looked over at Cairo to make sure the Sentinel was ready. Once Drachen got the nod of approval, he sprung swiftly from his hiding place and charged the buck cutting it off from the rest of the herd, snarling and snapping at its front legs to get it moving back towards the way they came. At first the buck snorted and reared, hooves flailing in protest but with a savage snarl and a lunge at the deer chest with a sharp bite to the base of its neck, the prey animal relented and started running deeper into the plains. Drachen followed suite, nipping at the buck's heels, driving it faster and faster, trying to wear the creature out before Cairo came in for the kill. Soon the creature began to tire as it tried to run and keep from slipping on the snow covered ground but Drachen allowed it no rest as he again growled at its heels and placed a bite to its hind quarters.