Nature Video

*Maija* · 07-30-2013, 01:32 AM

The Valley was the perfect idea of serenity and abundance. Prey was everywhere, there were birds chirping happily, and the sun made the blades of grass gleam as they swayed. Anyone looking at the lovely place Nature had made, they wouldn't think anything could disturb the peace and bright light that resided there. Oh, how that was proved wrong.
Prowling in the grass near the farthest corner from Valhalla was a wolf. Golden fur that was brushed by the breeze and eyes that shined like green pools scanned the vast amount of the valley near her. It seemed to stretch for miles, with hardly any other signs of life aside from the prey. This was in her favor, and with a smirk she made to herself, the fae began to set out.
She left the shade and safety of the trees, silently regretting leaving the dark and cool floor of the forest behind. It was only temporary, but she still didn't like it. The hunger in her stomach propelled her to search for the food that she was craving. She stalked across the valley, leaving a winding trail as she walked through the grass with ease. After a couple of minutes, Maija got closer to the ground and silently watched.
A few yards away was a family of deer. Why they were grazing so far away from the trees was beyond Maija. She assumed it was because of the bountiful amount of grass that spread far as the eye could see. With that assumption made, she then continued to focus on the task at hand. Body crunched even lower as her silent paws carried her downwind to the pair of grown deer. Tail twitched behind her once, keeping her balance steady as she got closer. Ears pinned to the base of her skull, then she was off.
Her tactic for spooking the deer worked. They chose different directions to run, the fawns racing after their mother. The buck stayed behind, horns lowered and rearing to fight Maija's oncoming form. She dodged him and a snarl escaped her curled lips as she increased her speed. Back legs hit overdrive and sent dirt flying as she was now chasing the doe and her children, along with being chased by the protective father. Her amble form looked smooth with her long strides, legs rising and falling to hit the ground with light treks. A golden bullet across the valley, she got closer and closer to the fawn that was slowing. A look of triumph flashed in her eyes as she opened her jaws to clamp upon the fleshy hindquarter.
Her bite to the fawn was met with one from the father himself. His strong teeth met her own left hind flank, in an attempt to distract her from her catch. Maija's grip tightened on the struggling fawn, bleeps from its small frame making his father work even harder to bring the golden wolf down. She gruffly kicked back against the buck, her hind paw meeting the crown of his head. That small push was what she needed to conquer her lunch. Maija's body went up and over the fawn, giving her the opportunity to clamp down on the fawn's throat. Teeth met the windpipe and the oxygen was cut from the fawn's body.
As he went limp in her jaws, Maija regained her footing and raced away from the buck. She did her own forms of zigzags to flee faster as she heard hooves beating against the ground behind her. The chase soon ended as Maija saw a nearby tree with low hanging branches. Like a cat, she leaped to the first one, climbing closer to the trunk to avoid the deer's leering antlers. Lucky for her, the buck's headset wasn't as tall as an elder's was, so she simply glared into his gaze with a look that said, "Don't worry. I'll kill you too, someday."
He raced away from the tree to find his small family, probably intending to be extra careful from then on. Maija snorted through her nose and quietly descended from the tree. A pain shot up from the bite on her left hind flank as she landed on the soft grass. She briefly ignored it as she padded to a more secluded part of the valley. Gracefully, she lowered her kill to the ground and then took a glance at the damage. Blood seeped through her fur, leaving trails of bright red rivers that became dark from the exposure to the air. The bite wasn't deep enough to cause muscle or nerve damage, but it was enough to smart and make a usual cold woman wince. Sending up a trail of curses in Romanian to the sky above her, Maija sighed and looked away. Her gaze searched for a body of water, something to help her ease the pain that was settling in from the bite. A whimper - a sound that never came from the woman - escaped her lips as she silently lowered her whole body to the ground next to her catch. The damage that had been done was minimal, but it still made Maija temporarily lose her appetite. The question in her mind was, 'How am I going to get unstuck from this?' Although she was usually confident in her abilities as a hunter, the healing part wasn't her favorite outlook on a wound.

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