Road snacks

Manea made her way silently through he tall grasses till she was on the opposite side of the herd from where her husband had headed toward. He was a bit harder to spot than she was with his dark, shadowy coloring, but the ripples of crimson read ultimately gave him away. She hunkered down and watched the herd for a few moments while she tried to determine where she wanted to begin, but she watched a pronghorn get close to where Alastor was positioned and within a heartbeat his dark form appeared from the grass, snapping at the smaller animal's head. There was one quick sound of panic from their prey before it was silenced permanently, but it was enough to alert the herd and send them galloping away from him and right into her.

With a scoff she hopped up from the grass, making the first few pronghorns in the front of the herd notice her and immediately start back peddling and trying to redirect themselves with not much luck. In one fluid movement she snapped her jaws around the throat of one while she reached out with her paw to sink her claws into the neck of the one beside it, effectively trapping two of them at once. The first was easy enough to kill as she crushed her strong jaws around its throat. She let it fall to the ground as it struggled and choked on its own blood so that she could focus on the one struggling and trying to rip out of her grip. She snapped her teeth around one of its legs, easily shattering the thin bone between her jaws and effectively crippling it so it could no longer run. A quick, lethal bite to the back of its neck with a hard twist of her head snapped its spine and ended it quickly as well.

Manea | Temno | Ciemny