geese go quack, quack

Kotori felt a soft rumble in his belly reminding him he was hungry.  There was food stored back at the pack in case needed but time had just proved that there should be spare in case of hard times.  Kotori had never expected to see so much of the pack sick.  There was a solid reason to be prepared.

The other wolf nodded its assent and Kotori waited.  Once the other wolf started moving Kotori did the same.  The scent of fresh grass starting to try and peek its way through the soil was a welcome one, noticeable even as he ran to the prey.  Kotori kept his time even with the strange so they arrived on either side of the geese about the same time.  Lowering his head Kotori startled some geese to fly straight towards the other wolf even as Kotori would put on his breaks, leaping into the air, his teeth gripped a goose's wing and while he had it, the grip wasn’t solid.

The goose wasn’t quite dead yet, it shouldn’t take much more.  It tried to take off but the wing wasn’t working right and Kotori moved to put a paw on top of it to keep it in place.

"Kotori Fatalis"